Monthly Archives: September 2015

A near-drowning in the north sea (Rousse)

TPR and I almost drowned. When we fell into the sea he was lucky enough to be carrying a small dinghy. Even so I first to swim to the harbour wall and clamber up the green metal ladder to the … Continue reading

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Finding a job in Bristol (Rousse)

DM (again – the school friend of my sister) showed us the way to the station. From here we took the local train to York. During the short journey I handed over my MacBook Air and iPhone to TPR. Although … Continue reading

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Getting rid of an unwanted Spanish husband (Rousse)

What on earth had I done by marrying a weedy Spaniard? I was in love with TPR! Communication between me and my new husband was very poor, and I didn’t even fancy the silly little man. He made such a … Continue reading

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Settling for less than a six-pack (Rousse)

Long-term bachelor RA decided that it was time he married. He fancied that I would accept a proposal. Since TPR had been abroad for so long, and had more or less forgotten about me, I agreed to a meeting with … Continue reading

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Burn marks on a hardwood floor (Rousse)

With just one day to go we were meant to be preparing the house for N and S’s wedding, not destroying it. TPR should have listened to us when we told him not to move the fireplace. How was he … Continue reading

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A missed holiday in France (Rousse)

It came as a complete surprise to find so many familiar faces at the Hebridean guest house, including many of my school friends. TPR would get to meet LT and HT at long last! Then we remembered the mysterious message. … Continue reading

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The Manor House: an historical account (Rousse)

The journalist thrust a microphone into my face and demanded that I gave a full history of the Manor House from its origins as an eighteenth century farm house to the severe fire damage of July 2014. As we travelled … Continue reading

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Smoked salmon and snazzy dance moves (Rousse)

It was the start of the new academic year and, as usual, I was busy serving smoked salmon to a long line of students. Afterwards my sister’s school friend DM led me to the dance floor. What a mover! He … Continue reading

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Pregnancy and dresses (Rousse)

DT was recording every detail of her pregnancy in a small black notebook. The latest news concerned body parts that were really of no consequence given that we already knew that the baby was a boy. JB didn’t want to … Continue reading

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Rik Mayall and a metal spoon (Rousse)

I could tell that the other passengers disapproved as I chased Rick Mayall around Gatwick airport, striking him on the forehead with a large metal spoon.

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