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		By: Timothy Healy		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[After reading all the comments and memories I can honestly say it must have been one of the most loved schools ever.
it was a privalidge to have attended there from 1956- 1964.
My older sisters Sheila and Patricia Healy attended before me during WW2.

Tim Healy]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After reading all the comments and memories I can honestly say it must have been one of the most loved schools ever.<br />
it was a privalidge to have attended there from 1956- 1964.<br />
My older sisters Sheila and Patricia Healy attended before me during WW2.</p>
<p>Tim Healy</p>
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		By: Martin mcnicholas		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Martin mcnicholas]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2020 02:30:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hello Gina Kirchner, I remember your brother very well, played football with him in a yard off petticoat lane, I remember marks deli on the corner too, I think he worked in there. I remember the Boyd girls too. I remember the name Millie vaguely, but I remember your brother and sister Frances and Paul, I hope you are all well, sorry to hear about your mum, I was in your house in Whiston road a couple of times and remember her being lovely. Other pupils I remember were the power family and the Corrigan family and Dennis Leonard and a couple of Italian boys named Bruno and Setefano. Also a mixed race boy named enrico Charles, me and Alan Murray another saint Joseph pupil took him to his first spurs game.  In class two I remember a big tall blonde teacher called mr Ingram, he taught us the English version of the Welsh National anthem, which I can still remember now long after I’ve forgotten how to find the area of a circle Martin McNicholas. Left in 1971]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello Gina Kirchner, I remember your brother very well, played football with him in a yard off petticoat lane, I remember marks deli on the corner too, I think he worked in there. I remember the Boyd girls too. I remember the name Millie vaguely, but I remember your brother and sister Frances and Paul, I hope you are all well, sorry to hear about your mum, I was in your house in Whiston road a couple of times and remember her being lovely. Other pupils I remember were the power family and the Corrigan family and Dennis Leonard and a couple of Italian boys named Bruno and Setefano. Also a mixed race boy named enrico Charles, me and Alan Murray another saint Joseph pupil took him to his first spurs game.  In class two I remember a big tall blonde teacher called mr Ingram, he taught us the English version of the Welsh National anthem, which I can still remember now long after I’ve forgotten how to find the area of a circle Martin McNicholas. Left in 1971</p>
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		By: Rachel Benet		</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2020 22:13:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hiya’ I was wondering if anyone could remember my grandparents and my mum around 1968/70. My Nan was from Leicester and grandad Irish, they worked there, my mum attended the school next door. Surname Ferron? Thank you]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hiya’ I was wondering if anyone could remember my grandparents and my mum around 1968/70. My Nan was from Leicester and grandad Irish, they worked there, my mum attended the school next door. Surname Ferron? Thank you</p>
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		By: Brian Johnston		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Brian Johnston]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Feb 2020 13:50:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Great stories about the Hostel &#038; School. We came from Ireland in 1958 &#038; had nowhere to stay &#038; ended up in the Convent with Sister Elizabeth. A great Nun &#038; a brilliant Woman. Myself &#038; my brothers ended up in the school. St. Joseph&#039;s where Sister Gonzaga introduced me to books. I cant forget listeneing a read to us as a class&#039; That was me sold on books &#038; what pleasures they held. Great school. I remember some Hadleys I cant recall Frank but was there a Derek, Ronald or David? We ended up living in Folgate Street the other side of Market famous now for No. 18. It wasnt very nice when we were there. But great memories.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great stories about the Hostel &amp; School. We came from Ireland in 1958 &amp; had nowhere to stay &amp; ended up in the Convent with Sister Elizabeth. A great Nun &amp; a brilliant Woman. Myself &amp; my brothers ended up in the school. St. Joseph&#8217;s where Sister Gonzaga introduced me to books. I cant forget listeneing a read to us as a class&#8217; That was me sold on books &amp; what pleasures they held. Great school. I remember some Hadleys I cant recall Frank but was there a Derek, Ronald or David? We ended up living in Folgate Street the other side of Market famous now for No. 18. It wasnt very nice when we were there. But great memories.</p>
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		By: Millie McGee was Millie Yallop		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Millie McGee was Millie Yallop]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Feb 2020 21:21:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hi Rosie,
I remember you and all your family very well, your mum was always very kind to me and our mums had some good times together!
Hope you and your family are keeping well. My mum passed away in 2014 but we are all well.
All those memories seem like yesterday, must be growing old.
The photos here are so sad , I don’t   think the youngest children at St Josephs realised how difficult life was in the shelter  so close to our school.
Millie X]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Rosie,<br />
I remember you and all your family very well, your mum was always very kind to me and our mums had some good times together!<br />
Hope you and your family are keeping well. My mum passed away in 2014 but we are all well.<br />
All those memories seem like yesterday, must be growing old.<br />
The photos here are so sad , I don’t   think the youngest children at St Josephs realised how difficult life was in the shelter  so close to our school.<br />
Millie X</p>
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		By: Jean cohen. Oscareldridge@att.net		</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Sep 2019 23:44:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I attend st,joseph. During the war.  Friends were Eileen and her sister Maureen.  There dad was a polocemen.   Wonder if they remember me.  Nuns were so kind to me]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I attend st,joseph. During the war.  Friends were Eileen and her sister Maureen.  There dad was a polocemen.   Wonder if they remember me.  Nuns were so kind to me</p>
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		By: Pat Smithson		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Pat Smithson]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Jul 2019 22:49:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hello. My mum, Kathleen Boyer, used to go to St Joseph’s School until 1939, I think. She lived in Gladstone Buildings Willow Place. She loved it at St Joseph’s but left to go to St Vincent’s Continuation School in Victoria. She spoke of Nellie, Michael and Eileen as being her friends in those years. She was fond of Sister Mary Edith and Sister Margaret, the latter knitted me a toy duck when I was born. My grandmother, Margaret Boyer, knew people who lived in the Women’s hostel. My mother died in 2008 and my grandmother died in 1973. I would love to hear from anyone who knew my mum or grandmother or their friends.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello. My mum, Kathleen Boyer, used to go to St Joseph’s School until 1939, I think. She lived in Gladstone Buildings Willow Place. She loved it at St Joseph’s but left to go to St Vincent’s Continuation School in Victoria. She spoke of Nellie, Michael and Eileen as being her friends in those years. She was fond of Sister Mary Edith and Sister Margaret, the latter knitted me a toy duck when I was born. My grandmother, Margaret Boyer, knew people who lived in the Women’s hostel. My mother died in 2008 and my grandmother died in 1973. I would love to hear from anyone who knew my mum or grandmother or their friends.</p>
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		By: Ruth		</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 May 2019 12:43:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hello,
I stayed at the refuge with my mum Rose and sister Penny in about 1971 as we were homeless after my Dad left the Army.  I think there was a nun called Sister Collette but I could be wrong as I was very young.
Apparently they had flats/rooms next door (&#039;Something&#039; House)but I can&#039;t remember the name of them.
We used to have to be out in the day and my mum used to tell me about how she would chat to the local street people and listen to their life-stories.  
One of the best things my mum taught me was &#039;There but for the grace of God&#039;.... you never know what is around the corner and I try to not judge people harshly or take things for granted.
Sorry for my ramblings.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello,<br />
I stayed at the refuge with my mum Rose and sister Penny in about 1971 as we were homeless after my Dad left the Army.  I think there was a nun called Sister Collette but I could be wrong as I was very young.<br />
Apparently they had flats/rooms next door (&#8216;Something&#8217; House)but I can&#8217;t remember the name of them.<br />
We used to have to be out in the day and my mum used to tell me about how she would chat to the local street people and listen to their life-stories.<br />
One of the best things my mum taught me was &#8216;There but for the grace of God&#8217;&#8230;. you never know what is around the corner and I try to not judge people harshly or take things for granted.<br />
Sorry for my ramblings.</p>
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		By: John murphy		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[John murphy]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2019 17:37:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Went to st.Joseph&#039;s from1960till1967 with my sisters,nuns rapped us on hands if we were cheekyor didn&#039;t know our timetables,loved playing football in that play ground with animals painted on wall.remember holy communion there and confirmation.teachers ms curran,sister Stephen,old pupils,the oreillys dermot Burke,Peter Thomas,we were always playing and fighting together happy memories,John Murphy now living in Ireland]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Went to st.Joseph&#8217;s from1960till1967 with my sisters,nuns rapped us on hands if we were cheekyor didn&#8217;t know our timetables,loved playing football in that play ground with animals painted on wall.remember holy communion there and confirmation.teachers ms curran,sister Stephen,old pupils,the oreillys dermot Burke,Peter Thomas,we were always playing and fighting together happy memories,John Murphy now living in Ireland</p>
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		By: Gina Said (Now Humphriss)		</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Mar 2019 21:57:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[So many happy memories! I was at St Josephs around 1965 to about 1968, with my older brother David Said.
I was great friends with Ursula, the caretaker&#039;s daughter and remember sneaking up to her flat for beans on toast or snacks before we had the school lunch!
I remember all the names mentioned and my teacher was Mrs Adams. She was so lovely and taught us to sing Kumbaya - she had recently returned from Australia.
All these memories were triggered by Call The Midwife for some reason!
I&#039;d love to hear other reminiscences and whether anyone remembers me. (I was always in trouble with the sisters!)]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So many happy memories! I was at St Josephs around 1965 to about 1968, with my older brother David Said.<br />
I was great friends with Ursula, the caretaker&#8217;s daughter and remember sneaking up to her flat for beans on toast or snacks before we had the school lunch!<br />
I remember all the names mentioned and my teacher was Mrs Adams. She was so lovely and taught us to sing Kumbaya &#8211; she had recently returned from Australia.<br />
All these memories were triggered by Call The Midwife for some reason!<br />
I&#8217;d love to hear other reminiscences and whether anyone remembers me. (I was always in trouble with the sisters!)</p>
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