Tag Archives: mother

Salmon in Manchester skies (Rousse)

TPR recommended taking a taxi from Manchester Piccadilly to Manchester Metropolitan University to ensure that I reached campus in time for my 4pm class. We took the one available taxi, even though we were unconvinced that the kindly driver was … Continue reading

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Homeless bed down in library lift (Rousse)

I thought that I would help BP out by collecting his finished job from the Print Room and taking it up to the meeting. The problem was that I was unfamiliar with the lift system on campus. I couldn’t work … Continue reading

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A missing child, lost glasses, and vegetable sales to pensioners (Rousse)

After our happy day on the beach R and I walked up the grassy dune and over the hill back to the village – where I lost her, and my glasses. Her mother K didn’t seem terribly concerned. The village … Continue reading

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Records management conference surprises (Rousse)

I learnt two things at the records management conference. First, records managers are great entertainers: they choreograph and sing their conference presentations. Second, there is a whole branch of my mother’s family in Somerset. I learnt this from another delegate … 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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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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