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Champagne-guzzling errant husband is useless at packing (Rousse)

TPR and his sister SG had broken off from our main party to take seats in the hotel’s poshest bar. When I spotted them they were working their way through an elaborate Champagne tasting tray, the most expensive item on … Continue reading

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Getting naked in Edinburgh (Rousse)

I shopped naked on Princes Street not because I was an exhibitionist, but because I hated the process of getting dressed. TPR begged me to break this habit, fearful that one day I would eventually be spotted in the nude … Continue reading

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Middle-aged errant husband enjoys ‘space’ in the arms of a 21 year old student (Rousse)

TPR announced that he needed some ‘space’ so he moved out of our marital home and into a shared flat in Bruntsfield with a bunch of undergrads and some young professionals (one of whom had just been offered a lectureship … Continue reading

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Swimming lessons for six year olds (Rousse)

My 19 year old niece BMc had reverted to a six year old and begged me to take her swimming.

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An office move and a useless computer (Rousse)

Since my office had been allocated to someone else, I was forced to move campus. Queues of students begged to see me there, including 1995 graduates AB and PG. Meanwhile my computer died – most likely because it had been … Continue reading

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How to fight off an unwanted suitor (Rousse)

The man begged me for a date. I agreed to go for a walk with him, but insisted that he first take a look at my left hand. I was a very married woman.

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Kidnapped by acrobats (Rousse)

DT, TPR, LA and I met in a crowded bar. DT’s orange messenger-style handbag slipped off the back of the chair onto the floor and I stretched down to pick it up for her. It was at that moment that … Continue reading

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