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The Hashtag of the Devil (Rousse)

When I first spotted the blue flash on my heel I thought it was a trick of the light. Then someone pointed out that it was a tattoo called the “Hashtag of the Devil”. It was well known that this … Continue reading

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Drunk driver claims “only quarter of a glass” defence (Rousse)

J drove us home from the restaurant. M sat in the front passenger seat, my father behind him, and my mother took the middle of the back seat. From my position behind J it soon became obvious that she was … Continue reading

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From a cliff top penthouse to a pokey Glasgow bedsit (Rousse)

TPR and I lived in a tiny, but gorgeous, penthouse suite perched on a cliff with beautiful views of the blue sea crashing onto the rocks 100 feet below. We liked to leap from the cliff edge into the water, … Continue reading

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Bike crime in Humshaugh (Rousse)

My cousin N and I were cycling across Northumberland to Hexham on his blue bike. When we reached Humshaugh I asked if we could stop for a while to admire the Georgian high street. N agreed, but only on the … Continue reading

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Unwanted romantic advances, a “lost” suitcase, and death at the fun run (Rousse)

I’d loved him for some time now, but his drunken advances, although flattering, were not welcome – especially in front of my parents. When he followed me upstairs to my hotel room I was suddenly overcome with a chill of … Continue reading

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Kayaking on Scotland’s west coast (Rousse)

From the coach I saw JS up to her waist in the calm blue waters of the west of Scotland teaching a bunch of school children how to kayak. How I wished that I could join her.

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Cooking with puffins (Rousse)

With a change of date for our annual Christmas party, TPR also altered the menu. He replaced the traditional crecy pies with homemade puffin meatballs. I wasn’t sure that many people would be tempted to try them. I for one … Continue reading

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