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	<description>In the midst of life I woke to find myself living in an old house beside Brick Lane in the East End of London</description>
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		By: Ellen in NEW London, NEW England		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Ellen in NEW London, NEW England]]></dc:creator>
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					<description><![CDATA[I lived in Savernake Rd, Gospel Oak, in the winter of 1977 - 1978, and a man with a cart and horse drove by, calling out for something.  That kind of thing ended here in the USA long before that, so it was a bit of a thrill to hear and see him.  

There was a legally blind man in Wickford, Rhode Island 25 years ago, whose pony carted him and his lawn-mower around town to do the lawns.  He couldn&#039;t drive a car, but his pony knew where to go!

I notice that the adults pictured on these cards all have shoes and decent clothing, while the children are in rags and bare feet.  Sad times for poor children.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I lived in Savernake Rd, Gospel Oak, in the winter of 1977 &#8211; 1978, and a man with a cart and horse drove by, calling out for something.  That kind of thing ended here in the USA long before that, so it was a bit of a thrill to hear and see him.  </p>
<p>There was a legally blind man in Wickford, Rhode Island 25 years ago, whose pony carted him and his lawn-mower around town to do the lawns.  He couldn&#8217;t drive a car, but his pony knew where to go!</p>
<p>I notice that the adults pictured on these cards all have shoes and decent clothing, while the children are in rags and bare feet.  Sad times for poor children.</p>
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		By: mlleparadis		</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Dec 2013 17:37:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[&quot;dust ahoy&quot; and &quot;catch &#039;em alive, oh!&quot;  puts a completely different complexion on jack sparrow and fly paper.  lovely!   did not know that ahoy could be used when on dry land, or that shell strips existed back then!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;dust ahoy&#8221; and &#8220;catch &#8217;em alive, oh!&#8221;  puts a completely different complexion on jack sparrow and fly paper.  lovely!   did not know that ahoy could be used when on dry land, or that shell strips existed back then!</p>
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		By: elizabeth Mellen		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[elizabeth Mellen]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Dec 2013 12:43:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Lovely to see these and be reminded of the characters we used to see around or knocking on the door when we were growing up in the 60&#039;s in Worcestershire.  Not just London!  We also had regular tramps who walked from village to village and my mother used to give them a meal.  And sometimes gypsies with real bunches of heather or pegs to sell.  The knife grinder and the pot mender were regular and very useful.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lovely to see these and be reminded of the characters we used to see around or knocking on the door when we were growing up in the 60&#8217;s in Worcestershire.  Not just London!  We also had regular tramps who walked from village to village and my mother used to give them a meal.  And sometimes gypsies with real bunches of heather or pegs to sell.  The knife grinder and the pot mender were regular and very useful.</p>
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