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Scottish Falsetto Sock Puppet Theatre recruits new performer (Rousse)

It was only on my way to the gig in Paris that I realised the folly of my offer to Kevin F Sutherland to put on the season’s first performance of the Scottish Falsetto Sock Puppet Theatre. I didn’t know … Continue reading

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The computerisation of sanitation businesses (Rousse)

A mature student with a Geordie accent, supported by a gang of friends, was trying to persuade me that it was appropriate that he write his dissertation on how to revive his wife’s failing sanitation business. I explained that this … Continue reading

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Texan Snow White meets Cheshire Cat on the pantomime stage (Rousse)

DT left baby J in Texas so that she could return to the UK and co-star in pantomime with CG. She was playing Snow White, and he the Cheshire Cat. It was rumoured that DT would speak on stage with … Continue reading

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Unemployed Sunderland couple give daughter away (Rousse)

Who was this small dark-haired, short-legged child with a Scottish accent living with the mother of my childhood friend ECM? She couldn’t possibly be ECM’s little sister: her mother had been widowed for years. A neighbour (and known fantasist) suggested … Continue reading

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A tale of two journeys (Rousse)

One minute I was wrapped in furs, slipping through a sparkling wintry landscape in an open sleigh discussing the merits (or not) of daughters with regional accents. Next I was on the East Coast train service, squashed up against French … Continue reading

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Babysitter force-feeds chocolate to foreign child in her care (Rousse)

I was appalled at the contents of my sister’s handbag. It was stuffed with sweets and chocolates, from Werther’s originals to a type of Walnut Whip crossed with a Cadbury’s Creme egg that I had never encountered before. My sister … Continue reading

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A beaver in a non-speaking role (Rousse)

Earlier I’d overheard the dogs speaking English to one another with Teesside accents, so when they scampered down the sand dune I saw this as my opportunity to ask them where they were from. They suddenly turned very shy and … Continue reading

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