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		By: Satima Flavell		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Satima Flavell]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 16:41:28 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[David followed the family pattern of working in the engineering trades, yes. Men of my FLAVELL line - and many of the women, too - have worked with metal since at least the C17. Some of them, women especially, worked at home making nails on a small forge in a garden shed. In more recent times, the men have become fitters, boilermakers and engineers of various kinds. My eldest son is a fitter, but the tradition might end with him as none of the next generation has gone into the metal trades.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>David followed the family pattern of working in the engineering trades, yes. Men of my FLAVELL line &#8211; and many of the women, too &#8211; have worked with metal since at least the C17. Some of them, women especially, worked at home making nails on a small forge in a garden shed. In more recent times, the men have become fitters, boilermakers and engineers of various kinds. My eldest son is a fitter, but the tradition might end with him as none of the next generation has gone into the metal trades.</p>
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		By: Helen V.		</title>
		<link>https://glendalarke.com/2009/12/taking-5-yr-old-shopping/#comment-20186</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Helen V.]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 03:45:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Cute. I love that he has the pose just so.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cute. I love that he has the pose just so.</p>
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		By: Glenda Larke		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Glenda Larke]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 23:17:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[And do David&#039;s achievements in life reflect his interesting beginnings, Satima?]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And do David&#39;s achievements in life reflect his interesting beginnings, Satima?</p>
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		By: Satima Flavell		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Satima Flavell]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 22:53:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Gorgeous kid - and obviously a bit of a ham:-)

I am reminded of a time when I was about seven, and my mother took me and my then four year old cousin David into Manchester when she went Christmas shopping. In Lewis&#039;s department store,  David managed to disappear twice. The first time, an irate window dresser removed him from the toy window and the second time, we only noticed he was missing when a lovely decorative fountain in Santa&#039;s grotto stopped running. &#034;David!&#034; my mother exclaimed, setting off a a fair trot - and sure enough, he was around the back of the fountain, dismantling the electrics!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Gorgeous kid &#8211; and obviously a bit of a ham:-)</p>
<p>I am reminded of a time when I was about seven, and my mother took me and my then four year old cousin David into Manchester when she went Christmas shopping. In Lewis&#39;s department store,  David managed to disappear twice. The first time, an irate window dresser removed him from the toy window and the second time, we only noticed he was missing when a lovely decorative fountain in Santa&#39;s grotto stopped running. &quot;David!&quot; my mother exclaimed, setting off a a fair trot &#8211; and sure enough, he was around the back of the fountain, dismantling the electrics!</p>
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		By: Jo		</title>
		<link>https://glendalarke.com/2009/12/taking-5-yr-old-shopping/#comment-20183</link>

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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 13:43:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[What a delightful looking young man. He really is a poppet. Must be a very proud grandma.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a delightful looking young man. He really is a poppet. Must be a very proud grandma.</p>
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