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	Comments on: Ann Sotheran&#8217;s West End Champions	</title>
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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: Chris Foster		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Chris Foster]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2026 09:52:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I lived just around the corner on Margaret Street for two years whilst training as an actor. This was our watering hole. Many raucous nights enjoyed by us all.  I made a pilgrimage a few years ago whilst I was in the area. The place was virtually empty of customers and as I sat looking at the space that we had made our own, it made me reflect on those old friends, and how transient some of our relationships are as we sail through the lives that we make for ourselves. I&#039;ve lost contact now with all of those individuals who I spent many a happy hour with, but I raised my glass to them and silently wished them all well, wherever they are now.  As I sit here now typing this comment, it makes me think of that line in a song from the musical Les Mis. &#039;Empty chairs at empty tables, where my friends will sing no more&#039;. I probably won&#039;t ever go back there again, too sad.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I lived just around the corner on Margaret Street for two years whilst training as an actor. This was our watering hole. Many raucous nights enjoyed by us all.  I made a pilgrimage a few years ago whilst I was in the area. The place was virtually empty of customers and as I sat looking at the space that we had made our own, it made me reflect on those old friends, and how transient some of our relationships are as we sail through the lives that we make for ourselves. I&#8217;ve lost contact now with all of those individuals who I spent many a happy hour with, but I raised my glass to them and silently wished them all well, wherever they are now.  As I sit here now typing this comment, it makes me think of that line in a song from the musical Les Mis. &#8216;Empty chairs at empty tables, where my friends will sing no more&#8217;. I probably won&#8217;t ever go back there again, too sad.</p>
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		By: Michael		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Michael]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2026 15:49:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[At first glance it looked like Captain Bertie was also a very good hand at ironing!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At first glance it looked like Captain Bertie was also a very good hand at ironing!</p>
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		By: Eve		</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2026 12:55:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A haven in the midst of wall-to-wall shoppers! Most definitely on my list to visit when my shoes hurt &#038; I need a little pick me up..]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A haven in the midst of wall-to-wall shoppers! Most definitely on my list to visit when my shoes hurt &amp; I need a little pick me up..</p>
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		By: sprite		</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2026 12:24:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[oh dear a pillow case not worth venturi g to the West end, I recommend Bethnal green market for that but great tip about that pub I had never heard about.

Strange to see Florence Nightingale in the midst of all those sporty people]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>oh dear a pillow case not worth venturi g to the West end, I recommend Bethnal green market for that but great tip about that pub I had never heard about.</p>
<p>Strange to see Florence Nightingale in the midst of all those sporty people</p>
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		By: Milo		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Milo]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2026 06:35:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Looks like my kind of place. I must hasten to it with all speed. (Flights permitting)]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Looks like my kind of place. I must hasten to it with all speed. (Flights permitting)</p>
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