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A lost baby, a father risen from the dead, drug addicts, and an unlicensed driver (Rousse)

‘Wake up! Wake up!’ I screamed at my mother in the bed next to mine. ‘Naomi’s baby has vanished!’ I made such a noise that I literally woke my father from the dead. When I noticed his corpse stir at … Continue reading

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Invited to a picnic then snubbed at a talk (Rousse)

I glimpsed a slim figure sauntering down the hall in a blue and white 1960s sundress, carrying a wicker basket. ‘Who would like to join me for a picnic?’ called my mother, returned to the beauty of her twenties – … Continue reading

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Dirty animal invasion (Rousse)

Two surprises greeted me when I came home. First, my mother had cooked a delicious dinner and already washed up; second, the C-Is had come to stay. There was a problem, however, with the latter. RC-I brought with him a … Continue reading

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Supermarket shelf stealer looks forward to a weekend away at the Balcary Bay Hotel (Rousse)

Since we ran out of storage space in our house, I had taken to secretly commandeering some shelves in Tesco. There I left a dozen Moomin mugs in a raffia basket, and several spare duvets in John Lewis boxes. On … Continue reading

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Edinburgh New Town burglars strike (Rousse)

It was a joyful experience of being carried high above everyone else through the Edinburgh New Town on the shoulders of my 8 feet tall university pal MH. Ten minutes later my world fell apart. When we reached my street … Continue reading

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Uninsured charity shop burglar escapes to the seaside by tricycle (Rousse)

I noticed that my donation was still not on display several days after  I left it for sale at the charity shop. In fact, it looked like the shop was possibly out of business. I was pretty sure that the … Continue reading

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Plumbing catastrophe (Rousse)

The poshest restaurant in town did not supply enough waste paper baskets – so everyone threw their rubbish down the lavatories, thus causing a plumbling catastrophe.

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North west Scotland serves up a tropical treat (Rousse)

We’d never known weather like this in the far north west of Scotland. It felt like the Caribbean. DT, TPR and I played for hours splashing about in the beautiful clear water next to the boat. When it was time … Continue reading

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A freezer door, dirty washing, a herd of elephants, greyhounds, a dead dog, and £100k of ruined camera equipment (Rousse)

I was over at RR’s flat helping out with a few things, including an open freezer door. TPR came along for the ride with his guitar and a couple of amps. It was our last day before heading off on … Continue reading

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Proper fox hunting attire (Rousse)

My cousin B was extremely gracious when we turned up at her farm house in Somerset as uninvited guests. My sister J, one of her friends, TPR and I all wanted to go hunting. If anyone could find a mount … Continue reading

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