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		<title>By: gigi</title>
		<link>http://www.petiteanglaise.com/archives/2005/07/04/homesick/#comment-5063</link>
		<dc:creator>gigi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 23:16:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>How I miss London... I am French, and though, I've always been deepluy attracted by the english way of life;;..Lived there fort a year...  wonderful memories;..  Wish I could moveback there.....  I know what being homesick means, believe me...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How I miss London&#8230; I am French, and though, I&#8217;ve always been deepluy attracted by the english way of life;;..Lived there fort a year&#8230;  wonderful memories;..  Wish I could moveback there&#8230;..  I know what being homesick means, believe me&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: mary</title>
		<link>http://www.petiteanglaise.com/archives/2005/07/04/homesick/#comment-4988</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 08:44:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>had a feeling you where describing Montparnasse
a handy hint 
dont go through all the tunnels,get out asap and take the metro from the outside
much quicker and less hassle for the eventual pushchair moments
my man was in Le Mans then in Rennes for 18 months 
I know that metro road to hell,which is longer than the actual TGV ride!!!!
I loved Rennes
Houses are cheaper just outside
AND....
i found a great Indian shop selling Pataks sauces,pupadums and mint sauce!!!what more could you want!!
Mary</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>had a feeling you where describing Montparnasse<br />
a handy hint<br />
dont go through all the tunnels,get out asap and take the metro from the outside<br />
much quicker and less hassle for the eventual pushchair moments<br />
my man was in Le Mans then in Rennes for 18 months<br />
I know that metro road to hell,which is longer than the actual TGV ride!!!!<br />
I loved Rennes<br />
Houses are cheaper just outside<br />
AND&#8230;.<br />
i found a great Indian shop selling Pataks sauces,pupadums and mint sauce!!!what more could you want!!<br />
Mary</p>
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		<title>By: Estelle</title>
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		<dc:creator>Estelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2005 18:50:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Petite:

yes, all situations are different and unique, but there are paterns.  My mom fell in love with a (fantastic) man who lived in Chicago (we lived just outside of Geneva). I was 5.  When I was 8, we moved to Chicago ("for 1 year").  My father still lived (still does today) in Switzerland, but I moved with Maman to the States anyway.  I went back every summer and every Christmas. Yes, there were YEARS of weird daughter-father crap, but nothing that wouldn't have been there anyway.

My point is this, if Tadpole loves you the way that I love my Maman, moving a "short" train ride away from Daddy won't be that terrible.  Take a few years to think about it, as I'm sure you will.  But in the end, Tadpole also deserves the happiest Mum on the planet.

Always, Estelle</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Petite:</p>
<p>yes, all situations are different and unique, but there are paterns.  My mom fell in love with a (fantastic) man who lived in Chicago (we lived just outside of Geneva). I was 5.  When I was 8, we moved to Chicago (&#8221;for 1 year&#8221;).  My father still lived (still does today) in Switzerland, but I moved with Maman to the States anyway.  I went back every summer and every Christmas. Yes, there were YEARS of weird daughter-father crap, but nothing that wouldn&#8217;t have been there anyway.</p>
<p>My point is this, if Tadpole loves you the way that I love my Maman, moving a &#8220;short&#8221; train ride away from Daddy won&#8217;t be that terrible.  Take a few years to think about it, as I&#8217;m sure you will.  But in the end, Tadpole also deserves the happiest Mum on the planet.</p>
<p>Always, Estelle</p>
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		<title>By: JAG</title>
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		<dc:creator>JAG</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2005 13:53:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Could be worse - you could be getting the Olympics.  Crowds, congestion, years of building works...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Could be worse - you could be getting the Olympics.  Crowds, congestion, years of building works&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Gab</title>
		<link>http://www.petiteanglaise.com/archives/2005/07/04/homesick/#comment-4920</link>
		<dc:creator>Gab</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2005 13:44:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Apologies for heaving out the old chestnut, but absence really does make the heart grow fonder, and the soul stronger.  A stifling Paris metro does absolutely nothing to remind you of this though.  

Chin up, petite, you're doing great.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Apologies for heaving out the old chestnut, but absence really does make the heart grow fonder, and the soul stronger.  A stifling Paris metro does absolutely nothing to remind you of this though.  </p>
<p>Chin up, petite, you&#8217;re doing great.</p>
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