A shaman, a shopping trolley, and sisters’ satin dresses (Rousse)

The camp site shaman forced everyone to hand over their belongings on arrival. We were meant to do the same.

Somehow, however, I had managed to find a way of acquiring the goods of others. I took a blue tartan shopping trolley and a sports bag from a disabled woman while watching a be-suited business man construct a single person’s changing capsule from wood off-cuts.

Meanwhile my sisters tried on the satin dresses that they had been sent through the post by their former nanny. One was gold and the other deep red. They would both look amazing as bridesmaids at the nanny’s wedding.

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