Tag Archives: blood

Monkey in a motorhome (Rousse)

With my sister at the wheel of our motorhome, we were driving south through France to the drop off my niece A and her partner D at a ski resort. It was a wonder that we weren’t killed en route. … Continue reading

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Three suspicious spots of blood on a bridal gown (Rousse)

The three neat spots of blood on the skirt of my bridal gown would be enough to convict me of murder. There was no option but to burn the (otherwise) beautiful dress – now.

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Disintegrating dog dread (Rousse)

I watched in horror as the tiny little dog that I was petting started to disintegrate. Within seconds it was nothing but a pile of canine body-parts floating in a dirty pool of blood. Its owner cried hysterically, but there … Continue reading

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Left hand skin lump diagnosis (Rousse)

I was chatting to JS when I noticed a small lump on the knuckle of the index finger of my left hand. I bit into it, then peeled back the skin all the way to my wrist. On display were … Continue reading

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Brighton Pavilion and the Church of the Saviour on Spilled Blood: a comparison (Rousse)

Brighton was shrouded in mist. I could just make out the Pavilion. From this distance it reminded me of the Church of the Saviour on Spilled Blood in St Petersburg.

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Baby survives a squashing outside Nando’s (Rousse)

I watched in horror as the huge lorry rolled backwards on the pavement outside Nando’s on Lothian Road, Edinburgh. That poor baby, who a couple of minutes ago was playing on the ground just out of the line of sight … Continue reading

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Belle and Helen Titchener’s dress (Rousse)

Belle wore a long green gown, cut deep at the back, just like newly-wed Helen Titchener’s. I had a good view of it from behind as I followed her into the countryside. Meanwhile I was worried about my health. I’d … Continue reading

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A frightening encounter with an vicious labradoodle and a zombie businessman (Rousse)

They were both out to get me: the white labradoodle that leapt to bite my hand, and the zombie in the blood-stained business suit.

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Unwise words and a Christmas tragedy on the Thames (Rousse)

“How awful that your daughter-in-law’s father is a crook, and that her mother is a burnt-to-a-crisp, over-tanned, airhead shopaholic!” said N. More awful was that she uttered these words while (unknowingly) sitting right next to the daughter-in-law in question. This … Continue reading

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The smoker of Stockton-on-Tees (Rousse)

By complete coincidence all the people at our end of the table were from Stockton-on-Tees. There was even a spot for my brother-in-law MF, despite his lack of PhD. Of course, ST had sneaked in (as usual). It amused me … Continue reading

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