Newly-qualified British driver causes traffic chaos on the continent (Rousse)

NP passed her driving test and was ready to take to the roads – of Europe, in a van.

She had no idea how to take a left turn when driving on the continent. We were all very afraid.

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Hospital portering as a career for the elderly (Rousse)

My father complained that he was sick of living in Edinburgh and wanted to move elsewhere. I couldn’t understand why. Whatever would we do with the ponies that grazed in our garden?

Perhaps he needed a job? I suggested hospital portering.

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Dolly Parton and the unfaithful husband (Rousse)

Dolly Parton spoke to us before the concert from the window of her underground dressing room.

‘Make sure that you are in the 7-11 after the show so that my crew members have a chance of meeting some girls’.

I nodded in assent, then headed off, leaving TPR to speak to Dolly on his own. Their chat did not go well. In fact TPR was so distressed that immediately after he left Dolly he climbed to the top of a statue above Edinburgh’s Cowgate and threatened to jump.

I called 999, but the dizzy teenager at the other end of the line did not know what to do next.

‘Call the police negotiation team’ I insisted.

In the end I was the one who managed to talk TPR down. He told me that Dolly had driven him to the point of suicide by scolding him for being unfaithful to me while I was away.

‘Oh no, not again’, I groaned. ‘Who was it this time?’

‘Alison’, he confessed.

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In conversation with the Princess Royal (Rousse)

Princess Anne and I enjoyed an intimate cosy chat. I asked after her father the Duke of Edinburgh, who had recently been in hospital, and told her that I would meet her mother the Queen in a couple of days.

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Fun for two hot, moist, naked women (Rousse)

A whole afternoon naked in the moist heat was not really my idea of fun – even though I was the one who suggested it. As soon as I voiced my reservations everyone else pulled out of the plan.

However, LM had already paid her fee, so I felt obliged to sit in the sauna with her while the others had more fun elsewhere.

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‘Intelligence calipers’ measure IQs of aspiring spooks (Rousse)

The job advert had read ‘civil servant’ but I knew that the panel members opposite me were assessing my suitability for a role that included subterfuge, espionage, honeypots, and data decryption. I played along answering the standard interview questions with confidence, and was progressed to the next stage.

The chair of the panel congratulated me, then leant towards me with a pair of intelligence calipers. He explained that it was possible to judge an individual’s IQ from the size of the sinuses. He measured me up and was able to tell me my full educational history including details of my school, university, and first degree.

Next I was left in a room in which the walls and floor were covered in apparently random artefacts. I recognised these as the clues for a murder inquiry. It was there and then that I realised that TPR would be a much better candidate for this job than me.

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Olympic rowers reunited in the Outer Hebrides (Rousse)

I enjoyed a marvellous holiday in the Outer Hebrides with my tall, handsome, Canadian cousin.

One evening we were served seafood in a restaurant by a tall waitress who was a former member of the US Olympic rowing squad. She recognised my cousin and both were delighted to see one another again.

We didn’t bother taking the tour of the nuclear power plant because it looked boring.

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A pair of shoes and a missed train (Rousse)

It was like stepping back in time when I attended the professional networking event in London. All the old faces were there, including NO and DC.

To make retrieving my belongings easier, I waited until the very end of the evening to collect my black cashmere coat from the cloakroom. Unfortunately, however, I forgot to pick up my shoes. This meant returning to the venue on the new high-speed non-stop bullet tube – and missing my train from Kings Cross back home to Edinburgh.

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A tidy up cheat and a water leak (Rousse)

My parents insisted that my sister clear up her mess downstairs and – remarkably – she set about the task. However, on close inspection I could see that all she was doing was stuffing black bin liners randomly with her belongings then dumping them upstairs.

Then I noticed water seeping in on the top floor of the house. A plumber would be called – again.

Did my parents really need to live in this wreck, I wondered?

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A charity donation goes ‘missing’ (Rousse)

They were really donations to a charity shop, but when I saw that the so-called trays were really nicely-decorated placemats, I took them out of the bag and popped them into my pigeon hole.

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