Tag Archives: family

Direct flights from Edinburgh to Boston (Rousse)

We’d never flown in such comfort before. The economy seats folded down into beds complete with soft fleece blankets. “This is a bit over the top for a flight to London” I mentioned to TPR, just as it dawned on … Continue reading

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Family entertainment (Rousse)

It was my mother-in-law’s dream: a house full of children of all ages enjoying one another’s company. The older ones were in the vast garden playing cricket under the guidance of my colleague RK. The smaller children were kept at … Continue reading

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Travelling in style in the Scottish borders: by magic carpet (Rousse)

My family was driving me nuts so I took off in my car to the Borders as a form of escape. When it was time to return to Edinburgh I regretted the distance that I had driven. It was such … Continue reading

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Disappointing reunion and relatives (Rousse)

I was rather disappointed with the table setting at the big reunion party. Surely this kind of occasion deserved proper table linen and glasses? The paper napkins and plastic cups were simply not good enough. I would have to have … Continue reading

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From igloo filmatography to sign language, by way of cliff-top croquet and cycling (Rousse)

“I’m looking for an expert in igloo filmatography. Do you have any recommendations?” asked CM, freshly arrived at the T family’s house after a long journey from Australia, where she headed up a major international charity. I suggested that she … Continue reading

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A Land Rover driving experience (Rousse)

I drove the family Land Rover through town in a most haphazard way, skidding in the snow and almost mowing down several pedestrians – but somehow I got away with it.

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When daddy was a school girl (Rousse)

Someone had discovered old video footage of our family and posted it to YouTube. There I was, fourteen years old, dressed in a raspberry cotton two piece peasant dress, arguing with my father. He then stood up and ran off … Continue reading

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