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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: Catherine Morris		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Catherine Morris]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2020 22:17:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I moved to London in October 1979 from Toronto and really got to know London by walking for hours and hours on my own. Coming from a close family, I often felt a bit lonely but delighted in getting to know idiosyncratic streets and buildings. I look back on these days and remember the damp and cobbled together dinners when I came home at night. I was lucky enough to make friends and put down roots. Those early lonely days stay with me though and I always try to make it up to people who I think might be in a similar situation]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I moved to London in October 1979 from Toronto and really got to know London by walking for hours and hours on my own. Coming from a close family, I often felt a bit lonely but delighted in getting to know idiosyncratic streets and buildings. I look back on these days and remember the damp and cobbled together dinners when I came home at night. I was lucky enough to make friends and put down roots. Those early lonely days stay with me though and I always try to make it up to people who I think might be in a similar situation</p>
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		By: Miriam Delorie		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Miriam Delorie]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2020 16:39:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The most fantastic pictures - they speak for themselves - I just love your posts - thank you and please don&#039;t stop! all the best good luck and keep well.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The most fantastic pictures &#8211; they speak for themselves &#8211; I just love your posts &#8211; thank you and please don&#8217;t stop! all the best good luck and keep well.</p>
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		By: Rhonda Alperin		</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2020 20:02:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Yes, some of these no doubt portray loneliness, but many I found to perhaps simply reflect a moment of tranquility before or during a hectic day. Maybe taking a morning walk extra early to enjoy a more quiet time in the big city, hear the birds, stop to smell the flowers, admire the trees or a sculpture, whatever. Wonderful photos no matter what one&#039;s perspective...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, some of these no doubt portray loneliness, but many I found to perhaps simply reflect a moment of tranquility before or during a hectic day. Maybe taking a morning walk extra early to enjoy a more quiet time in the big city, hear the birds, stop to smell the flowers, admire the trees or a sculpture, whatever. Wonderful photos no matter what one&#8217;s perspective&#8230;</p>
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		By: Catherine		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Catherine]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2020 18:18:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Beautiful and poignant. I think of Dickens, walking London alone at night for miles and miles. Or Arthur Machen, newly arrived in London from Wales, living in poverty, half-starving, walking, walking.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful and poignant. I think of Dickens, walking London alone at night for miles and miles. Or Arthur Machen, newly arrived in London from Wales, living in poverty, half-starving, walking, walking.</p>
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		By: Debra Matheney		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Debra Matheney]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2020 17:33:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Very evocative photos. I recall many happy  wandering the streets of London alone in my student days. I am 66 now, my husband 74. Sheltering at home together is not as anxiety producing as it would be were I alone. I agree, Phil, this blog is important to our mental health and having a sense of community with fellow travelers in this way will only grow in importance.  Take care, everyone.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very evocative photos. I recall many happy  wandering the streets of London alone in my student days. I am 66 now, my husband 74. Sheltering at home together is not as anxiety producing as it would be were I alone. I agree, Phil, this blog is important to our mental health and having a sense of community with fellow travelers in this way will only grow in importance.  Take care, everyone.</p>
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		By: Phil Maxwell		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Phil Maxwell]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2020 15:14:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Thanks for curating these images. They have a special resonance today. Over the coming months the importance of this blog will magnify.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for curating these images. They have a special resonance today. Over the coming months the importance of this blog will magnify.</p>
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		By: Saba		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Saba]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2020 14:23:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A song from James Taylor that played in the streets of Washington, D.C., on beaches, and everywhere --
     I&#039;ve seen fire and I&#039;ve seen rain
     I&#039;ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end
     I&#039;ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
The song, particularly the first line, means even more to me now.

Your blog, GA, gathers your own tribe around you because your writing shows a soulfulness that never becomes artificial. And, you bring your GRs a sense of normalcy among kindred spirits.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A song from James Taylor that played in the streets of Washington, D.C., on beaches, and everywhere &#8212;<br />
     I&#8217;ve seen fire and I&#8217;ve seen rain<br />
     I&#8217;ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end<br />
     I&#8217;ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend<br />
The song, particularly the first line, means even more to me now.</p>
<p>Your blog, GA, gathers your own tribe around you because your writing shows a soulfulness that never becomes artificial. And, you bring your GRs a sense of normalcy among kindred spirits.</p>
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		By: paul loften		</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2020 12:50:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The pictures say it all but the post is full of thought and makes you remember. Anyone who has gone through times when they have been without a friend not only in London but anywhere will be deeply touched by this.  I have so I am.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The pictures say it all but the post is full of thought and makes you remember. Anyone who has gone through times when they have been without a friend not only in London but anywhere will be deeply touched by this.  I have so I am.</p>
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		By: Helen Breen		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Helen Breen]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2020 12:21:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Greetings from London,

GA, what a unique way of viewing London, from the perspective of lone figures against such a variety of backdrops. I never tire of views of the city. In recent years my trips there have been solo, an experience shared with many fellow travelers. 

I also learned a new word –“tiltyard” – “an enclosed courtyard for jousting… a common feature of castles and palaces.”

Kudos to the Bishopgate Institute for preserving these images.

Given the current circumstances, I regret that I have cancelled my annual trip to London this June. But I look forward to your daily posts and remain with you in spirit.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Greetings from London,</p>
<p>GA, what a unique way of viewing London, from the perspective of lone figures against such a variety of backdrops. I never tire of views of the city. In recent years my trips there have been solo, an experience shared with many fellow travelers. </p>
<p>I also learned a new word –“tiltyard” – “an enclosed courtyard for jousting… a common feature of castles and palaces.”</p>
<p>Kudos to the Bishopgate Institute for preserving these images.</p>
<p>Given the current circumstances, I regret that I have cancelled my annual trip to London this June. But I look forward to your daily posts and remain with you in spirit.</p>
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		By: Lynne Perrella		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lynne Perrella]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2020 11:16:39 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[&quot;The man who goes alone can start today...….&quot; -- Thoreau.
There is more to that quote, but as an Only Child, I&#039;ve always enjoyed the abbreviated version. 
I salute the message above from Di Corry who perfectly expressed what I feel today.  Thank you GA for your daily offering of optimism and insight. 

Onward and upward.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;The man who goes alone can start today&#8230;….&#8221; &#8212; Thoreau.<br />
There is more to that quote, but as an Only Child, I&#8217;ve always enjoyed the abbreviated version.<br />
I salute the message above from Di Corry who perfectly expressed what I feel today.  Thank you GA for your daily offering of optimism and insight. </p>
<p>Onward and upward.</p>
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