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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: Mary Gregory		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[I came across this website by accident and I am so glad that I did . I was a pupil at Central Foundation , Spital Square 1954 -1961 and was horrified when taking my family there many years later to find it had been demolished . Only the netball goal ring was hanging dejectedly  from the wall . It was the smallest playground imaginable  but it was where we learnt to rock and roll , jive and sing with our  dresses pulled in tight by wide plastic belts in front of the main school door which we were never allowed to use . It was a memorably lovely building with beautiful high windows and a museum of ancient artifacts along the corridors in superb glass  cases .  It seemed vast and rambling as a building and to this day walking its endless corridors gets me to sleep .]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I came across this website by accident and I am so glad that I did . I was a pupil at Central Foundation , Spital Square 1954 -1961 and was horrified when taking my family there many years later to find it had been demolished . Only the netball goal ring was hanging dejectedly  from the wall . It was the smallest playground imaginable  but it was where we learnt to rock and roll , jive and sing with our  dresses pulled in tight by wide plastic belts in front of the main school door which we were never allowed to use . It was a memorably lovely building with beautiful high windows and a museum of ancient artifacts along the corridors in superb glass  cases .  It seemed vast and rambling as a building and to this day walking its endless corridors gets me to sleep .</p>
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