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Middle-aged Swedish lesbian spoon art (Rousse)

My preparations for the World War II commemoration competition was going well. I had already produced a two page A4 document using a selection of inks in a rainbow of colours and my beautiful handwriting, I was confident that I … Continue reading

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A secret tryst at the White House (Rousse)

It was mid-January and high time that our Christmas visitors headed off home. While non-stop partying had its appeal, these so-called friends were eating us out of house and home, and TPR had strong suspicions that they were sponging off … Continue reading

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A bouncy cousin and a paper husband (Rousse)

My cousin EA bounced into our bedroom declaring that it was time to get up. It was not, and I told him to go back to bed. I needed all the sleep I could get before waking to my 06:00am … Continue reading

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Sun protection – Australian style (Rousse)

I located my Uncle J soon after I arrived in Australia. He was busy pulling up plants in the part of the bush that he called his garden. “Get indoors!” he shouted in alarm, chasing after me. I ran into … Continue reading

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A Lake District escape (Rousse)

One minute I was lying next to my gorgeous cousin N. The next I was a kidnap victim, crushed into the back of a car heading for the Lake District. A strangely-shaped man, who had obviously raided my rucksack, squashed … Continue reading

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Wedding day blues: you just can’t get the staff (Rousse)

My wedding day was fast approaching. All that I needed to do now was transfer my hair straighteners and make-up to the hotel bedroom and then I’d be all set for the ceremony. The hotel bedroom was palatial. It was … Continue reading

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