Tag Archives: death

Bomb drops over Edinburgh New Town (Rousse)

We turned the corner of London Street and found Drummond Place in complete darkness. There was a huge roar overhead and dozens of police officers rushed along the pavement. We heard the retaliation bomb screech as it dropped from the … Continue reading

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Three labradors foxed (Rousse)

TPR made the mistake of petting the two red foxes. This encouraged them to follow us on our walk down the country lane. When we came across another party, the danger to the three golden labradors was obvious. The foxes … Continue reading

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A generous death (Rousse)

I was calculating how much work to pack. The train journey to Aberdeen took three hours, and the return trip the same. If we sat together, I would probably spend much of the time chatting with CI and ET. However, … Continue reading

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Tickled by a ghost at a high school reunion (Rousse)

I was incredibly excited that 23rd August had come round so quickly. Whatever happened to all those weeks since the reunion plans were fixed in May? I walked into the school hall and the first people I saw were LA … Continue reading

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Drugs and death at Tesco (Rousse)

I needed drugs. TPR told me that we could buy them over the counter at the supermarket. I wasn’t too sure of this, but felt it was worth a try, so I followed him out of the door and along … Continue reading

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An unexpected radio obituary (Rousse)

I couldn’t understand why the radio announcer was discussing XY’s father as a “relation of the deceased”. Then I noticed that A and B were crying. PQ was dead, and this was his obituary.

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Unwise words and a Christmas tragedy on the Thames (Rousse)

“How awful that your daughter-in-law’s father is a crook, and that her mother is a burnt-to-a-crisp, over-tanned, airhead shopaholic!” said N. More awful was that she uttered these words while (unknowingly) sitting right next to the daughter-in-law in question. This … Continue reading

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