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A private sparkler candle display (Rousse)

I urged the others to hurry to the table. I’d set it with sparkler candles. At this rate I’d be the only one to see them in action.

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Cambridge encounter avoidance tactics (Rousse)

‘Cambridge’ I heard her say – with meaning. I looked up and saw that awful woman. I hadn’t expected to come across her again so soon after our first encounter, but here she was. This time I vowed to keep … Continue reading →

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Making up for a deep offence (Rousse)

Someone at the party had deeply offended the oldest guests in attendance. Mr and Mrs S stormed out without saying goodbye. I had to do something! I chased them up Dundas Street to offer them a lift home.

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Marcus Brigstocke takes to the stage with mother and daughter duo (Rousse)

Marcus Brigstocke settled his mother and (possibly) his brother into seats in the front row, then took to the podium. ‘Gosh, he’s getting on a bit’, I thought, catching sight of his balding pate and observing his wider-than-last-time waistline. After … Continue reading →

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The ugly pumpkin-headed baby (Rousse)

HR trotted down the steps with her boyfriend and their pumpkin-headed baby. Meanwhile HR’s Australian ex-boyfriend was lying on a sofa in our back room, complaining that he was lonely. We had to keep these people apart. I ran outside … Continue reading →

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Never trust an ice-skater (Rousse)

All this time I had occupied the same office and never appreciated that at the far end there was a café, a cinema and an ice rink. Some of the ice-skaters looked a bit shifty. I would need to lock … Continue reading →

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A storybook bedroom with spiral staircase (Rousse)

My husband and I snuggled down together in a bedroom that could have featured on the pages of a children’s storybook. The walls were papered with jolly seaside scenes, traditional toys were scattered on the floor, and ornamental mechanical soldiers, … Continue reading →

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Naked housework, phone swapping, and Doctor Who accessories (Rousse)

Naked, I tidied up my London flat. I moved slices of white bread from the first floor sitting room windowsill to the kitchen where they belonged. When I returned downstairs a fat woman brandishing a gun confronted me in the … Continue reading →

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Three services for late academic (Rousse)

My colleague BEX was dead. Instead of a single funeral, three services were due to take place in honour of his memory. One was in an Anglican church, another in a Catholic cathedral, and the third was the private family … Continue reading →

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Return of the student bride (Rousse)

From a pretty ordinary hotel room TPR and I were upgraded to a massive suite. The room included a huge Georgian sideboard and a bed that was positioned in the open air on the balcony giving great views of the … Continue reading →

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