Monthly Archives: July 2012

The battle for glamour and a triumph over claustrophobia (Rousse)

This was very interesting: Mrs S versus Mrs W. Who would win the battle for glamour between the mothers of my friends VJ and JW? While they fought it out I pushed past the servants setting tables in the dining … Continue reading

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Secret plot of primary school friends (Rousse)

Self-nominated Hartburn Primary School high achievers AG and ST took root at a committee table in my bedroom. I had no idea what they were plotting, but apart from the following Wednesday (when AG had to pop back to Stockton … Continue reading

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Carrot soup success (Rousse)

Our new butler was amazing. I’d only mentioned in passing the night before that I’d like my lunch at 06:30am the next day. At this precise time I awoke to finding him standing at the side of my bed, dressed … Continue reading

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Belle, the penguin murderer

I was working for a publishing house, the headquarters of which were on an island not unlike the Famous Five’s Kirrin Island.  My bosses were a commune of penguins who wanted to build a ‘more penguiny future’ and I was delighted … Continue reading

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Rousse’s fury at friendships unearned

I saw Belle so infrequently that whenever we were together I simply wanted her to myself. She was, after all, my favourite friend in all the world, and I was pretty sure that she felt the same about me. So … Continue reading

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A lost suitcase, an unknown phone number, and the scandal of banking hours in British provincial towns (Rousse)

It was their mistake, but I should have thought of it earlier, especially since I was the one who would suffer as a result. By the time that I returned to the café H and K had already left. They … Continue reading

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Cannibalism and communicating by corn (Rousse)

All this food looked amazing. It was only when you inspected it at close range did you discover its drawbacks: the multitude of dishes stretching across the banquet tables were inedible plastic models; the (real) corn on the cob was … Continue reading

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To America by jet-boat (Rousse)

The new way to travel to the US was by jet-boat. Developments in shipping technology meant that it was just as fast to cross the Atlantic by sea as by air. What is more, in the latter part of the … Continue reading

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Love triangle legacy is a wedding and a bed and breakfast (Rousse)

I was bound to have told SL the story of the ill-fated love triangle, yet she had somehow independently befriended the main villain of the piece. There she was, all excited about the forthcoming wedding, begging us to come along … Continue reading

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Stuck in stilettos in Stockton-on-Tees (Rousse)

Belle and I took twenty pairs of stretchy nylon Marks and Spencer knickers in flesh tones to the event, just in case anyone needed a pair. Nobody did. Afterwards my father paid the bill then we all wandered off to … Continue reading

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