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	<title>Comments on: Transitions, transitions</title>
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		<title>By: Karen Gamble</title>
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		<dc:creator>Karen Gamble</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 01:47:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your little car reminded me of our trip to England/Scotland in 2000. Pete volunteered to drive. Actually, I refused to drive, knowing that at any minute, I too would swerve back onto the "right" side of the road, thereby leaving my daughter parentless -- and all my fault. (Oh yeah, I'm so Catholic...) When we were in London for our last day, eating lunch at a really nice pub, we saw a car that looked like a shoe. Small shoe, at that. It held *maybe* one adult, if it was a thin adult. Pete and I did a double take, blinked twice, and went back to our pub meal. 
Thanks for the memories, &#38; have a safe trip home.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your little car reminded me of our trip to England/Scotland in 2000. Pete volunteered to drive. Actually, I refused to drive, knowing that at any minute, I too would swerve back onto the &#8220;right&#8221; side of the road, thereby leaving my daughter parentless &#8212; and all my fault. (Oh yeah, I&#8217;m so Catholic&#8230;) When we were in London for our last day, eating lunch at a really nice pub, we saw a car that looked like a shoe. Small shoe, at that. It held *maybe* one adult, if it was a thin adult. Pete and I did a double take, blinked twice, and went back to our pub meal.<br />
Thanks for the memories, &amp; have a safe trip home.</p>
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