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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: Peter Holford		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Peter Holford]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Jan 2016 18:17:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Thought provoking - I too have remembered old scenes and found myself re-evaluating them through the eyes of an adult.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thought provoking &#8211; I too have remembered old scenes and found myself re-evaluating them through the eyes of an adult.</p>
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		By: Jasmin Leuthold		</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2016 03:29:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Our parents&#039; lives-a whole world in itself.,,,,,
I was touched by this very honest and open glimpse into your child-hood dear Gentle Author.
The &quot;outer&quot; Gentle Author and the &quot;inner&quot; Gentle Author -I love both !]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Our parents&#8217; lives-a whole world in itself.,,,,,<br />
I was touched by this very honest and open glimpse into your child-hood dear Gentle Author.<br />
The &#8220;outer&#8221; Gentle Author and the &#8220;inner&#8221; Gentle Author -I love both !</p>
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		By: John		</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2016 02:11:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[What stories you&#039;ve been writing lately!  This little portrait lost from childhood - fitting to be an excerpt from a Proust novel.  Tragic, innocent, heart breaking and naughty.

And then the intriguing story of the history of Penguin books and the years you spent trying to find a job in a bookstore.  I can so relate to the Penguin story.  I once kept sending applications to a bookseller named Sam Weller (of all names!) and week after week I&#039;d be rejected. Your story so reminds me of that and the years of yearning that never panned out. 

Thanks for stoking the fires of smoldering dreams.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What stories you&#8217;ve been writing lately!  This little portrait lost from childhood &#8211; fitting to be an excerpt from a Proust novel.  Tragic, innocent, heart breaking and naughty.</p>
<p>And then the intriguing story of the history of Penguin books and the years you spent trying to find a job in a bookstore.  I can so relate to the Penguin story.  I once kept sending applications to a bookseller named Sam Weller (of all names!) and week after week I&#8217;d be rejected. Your story so reminds me of that and the years of yearning that never panned out. </p>
<p>Thanks for stoking the fires of smoldering dreams.</p>
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		By: Janet M		</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2016 00:51:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[We know our parents in both the most and the least of ways.   We have the general outline of their lives, but it is hard sometimes to understand the specifics.   This story raises a lot of questions without answers.   Don&#039;t you wish that you could know the whole story?]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We know our parents in both the most and the least of ways.   We have the general outline of their lives, but it is hard sometimes to understand the specifics.   This story raises a lot of questions without answers.   Don&#8217;t you wish that you could know the whole story?</p>
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		By: Katya		</title>
		<link>https://spitalfieldslife.com/2016/01/10/on-sunday-mornings/#comment-1069304</link>

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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2016 18:14:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This remembrance is bravely, eloquently written.  Filled as it is with the cruelty of innocence lost, of victimization and blindness, it is nevertheless a powerful statement of love for which I thank you so very much.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This remembrance is bravely, eloquently written.  Filled as it is with the cruelty of innocence lost, of victimization and blindness, it is nevertheless a powerful statement of love for which I thank you so very much.</p>
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		By: Clare Martin		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Clare Martin]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2016 18:07:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A wonderfully expressed account that left me very moved, something quite devastating that you have related so gently. Your nom de plume is justly yours! Thank you for your posts, they are a lifeline to me.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A wonderfully expressed account that left me very moved, something quite devastating that you have related so gently. Your nom de plume is justly yours! Thank you for your posts, they are a lifeline to me.</p>
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		By: Ian Harris		</title>
		<link>https://spitalfieldslife.com/2016/01/10/on-sunday-mornings/#comment-1069271</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Ian Harris]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2016 15:50:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[More eloquence from your pen. Thankyou.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>More eloquence from your pen. Thankyou.</p>
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		By: Su C.		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Su C.]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2016 15:45:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It&#039;s so interesting, isn&#039;t it, when we discover bits of what make us to be &#039;us&#039;? Thank you for sharing, GA. I hope you someday discover the answers - if you want - to those questions this realization created for you.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s so interesting, isn&#8217;t it, when we discover bits of what make us to be &#8216;us&#8217;? Thank you for sharing, GA. I hope you someday discover the answers &#8211; if you want &#8211; to those questions this realization created for you.</p>
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		By: Christine		</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2016 15:28:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Beautifully written, but my heart hurts.]]></description>
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		By: Suzy		</title>
		<link>https://spitalfieldslife.com/2016/01/10/on-sunday-mornings/#comment-1069239</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Suzy]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2016 12:59:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[What an evocative and powerful piece of writing this is. Always find a foray into TGA&#039;s past very moving, whether the memories are joyful or sad. Thank you for sharing.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What an evocative and powerful piece of writing this is. Always find a foray into TGA&#8217;s past very moving, whether the memories are joyful or sad. Thank you for sharing.</p>
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