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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: michael leigh		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[michael leigh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2014 20:20:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Used to love getting bagels after a good rummage down Cheshire Street back in the 90&#039;s. Lovely nostalgic photos!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Used to love getting bagels after a good rummage down Cheshire Street back in the 90&#8217;s. Lovely nostalgic photos!</p>
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		By: Karen Rennie		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Karen Rennie]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2014 09:44:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was stopped as I ate my breakfast today by the wonderful sight of my dear uncle Harry!
He was one of five who were brought up at 95 Brick Lane, (now gone).  He would stuff my pockets with chocolates when we visited.  His hands were gnarled with chilblains but he was always laughing. He had a strong east end accent when he called my name.  I would like to have known him better, but I was young.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was stopped as I ate my breakfast today by the wonderful sight of my dear uncle Harry!<br />
He was one of five who were brought up at 95 Brick Lane, (now gone).  He would stuff my pockets with chocolates when we visited.  His hands were gnarled with chilblains but he was always laughing. He had a strong east end accent when he called my name.  I would like to have known him better, but I was young.</p>
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