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An Olympian book tour (Belle)

I had published a book called “Yestermorrow“. My publisher had sent me on a book and dinner publicity tour around various Olympic Games athlete’s villages. I ate and stayed with gymnasts from eastern Europe and discus throwers from Australasia.

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A precious Corstorphine carry-out (Rousse)

Where had  I left my coat, blue shoulder bag, and best jewellery? I thought that I had checked all the possible places on the Queen Margaret campus in Corstorphine. Little D (M’s sister), who had also misplaced her belongings, joined … Continue reading

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Topless dining (Rousse)

My online friend K invited me out for a meal with her husband A. I wouldn’t have accepted had I known that she would sit at the table topless, and expected me to ‘dress’ the same.

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Edinburgh Fringe misery (Rousse)

Encouraged by favourable reviews from 2024, I felt foolish to have bought tickets for this truly dreadful Edinburgh Fringe show one year later. My miserable face on the audience selfie distributed after the show said it all.

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Illegal immigrant civil engineer offers advice for an ample bosom (Rousse)

Had I been a couple of feet closer to the passageway, the man who emerged backwards carrying a long rake could have decapitated me. I should have paid more attention when I first saw the broom and hosepipe stacked up … Continue reading

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The husband clone (Rousse)

My problems more than doubled when my husband was cloned. Which man was which? How long would the clone last? If one died, how soon afterwards would the other follow? Then there was the issue of explaining this bizarre situation … Continue reading

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Sir Keir Starmer in platform shoes

Sir Keir Starmer in tottering platform shoes was a useful distraction on the day of my mother’s funeral.

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Action-packed Pitlochry (Rousse)

BR was busy organising meetings to address his latest work predicament, my sister J was about to arrive in town at the invitation of her daughter A, and my deceased father was almost completely submerged in the water of Loch … Continue reading

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Adventures with a Ford Granada (Rousse)

I took my mother’s car keys without her knowledge and set off in the Granada to the meeting at the Royal Society of Edinburgh. I followed the car in front, stupidly assuming that the driver was also heading in the … Continue reading

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