Tag Archives: father

Presents for little girls (Rousse)

XY’s children had no idea of the trouble that their father had caused and I saw no reason to cancel their visit. The elder girl loved the hardback book that I had made for her, even though I thought she … Continue reading

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Fostering in Bristol (Rousse)

I took up part-time fostering. My charge was a boy of about 11 years of age whose father had left the family, and whose mother could not cope. My first assignment was to spend a Saturday afternoon with him and … Continue reading

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Nantes crocodiles, Chinese tourists, and taxi services (Rousse)

When we walked out of Nantes railway station it all came back to me – especially the crocodiles that I used to pet in secret in the middle of the night when I sneaked into the zoo after hours. My … Continue reading

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James Corden, Johnny Vegas, and a couple of neglected twins (Rousse)

James Corden – or was it Johnny Vegas? – was the father of my twin baby sons. In our unconventional family set-up he did his best to care for the children while I was at work, but never thought to … 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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Messy David Morrissey (Belle)

I was fuming when I saw the mess in what had previously been a very tidy back garden.  The culprit was obviously my father and I waited for him to come home so I could give him “what for”. However, … 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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