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The Emperor of China, Tom Forrest, an absent wife, and a widower (Rousse)

Ancient tradition in China required the donning of a long black robe (similar to an academic gown) whenever the emperor visited. Every day during my imprisonment I was on standby for this eventuality. Meanwhile I joined in with the activities … Continue reading

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Ducks and drowning risk in city centre (Rousse)

I’d craved a sea view for years and now I had one – almost. When we woke at 05:00am to the blast of morning television from the flat upstairs TPR and I had no option but to get up and … Continue reading

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Phil Collins’ Ghostbusters dance (Rousse)

Phil Collins danced with joy as I watched Ghostbusters on a decrepit VHS tape. Afterwards I took the dog into town to find TPR’s abandoned bike. When I returned home to the White House I annoyed my sister J. She … Continue reading

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A bathroom for every bedroom in Edinburgh’s Victoria Street accommodation (Rousse)

I visited AC in his Victoria Street flat. None of us had ever been there before, although TPR had once peered into the sitting room and concluded that this was the extent of the apartment. This was on the basis … Continue reading

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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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Wailing bagpipes and sweet guitars (Rousse)

The awful wailing sound coming from the direction of the stage was TM on bagpipes. “He should stick to the guitar”, I muttered. Then CI took the stage. Her tunes were much better. Then someone said it was TPR’s turn. … 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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