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Dealing with unwanted garden intruders and a boat ride to a Scottish island (Rousse)

I climbed out of bed and stepped across the room to open the shutters. Outside our bedroom window I saw a small dog in a bright red Santa jacket nosing through the vegetable patch, and a man – presumably the … Continue reading

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Mistaken for a grandfather (Rousse)

The children ran into the room and spotted TPR in the corner. ‘That old man must be your grandpa’ said one to the other. TPR was not impressed.

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Teletubbies on the toilet (Rousse)

How long had our next door neighbours’ two grandchildren been observing us in the bathroom? I had never before spotted the tiny window high up in our shared wall. It was only because the children were blasting out the Teletubbies theme … Continue reading

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Jilted mistress seeks kitchenware (Rousse)

Our former neighbour J came to the right place when she needed some pans. I unlocked our shed and offered her our selection of redundant Le Creuset items. I warned her that I wasn’t giving them away; she would have … Continue reading

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Last minute kitchen disco (Rousse)

Our dinner guests had left, and I was about to turn in for the night when the doorbell rang. Into the flat piled a horde of old ECM friends, desperate to party. TPR had invited them over just a few … Continue reading

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Toilet transport for women (Rousse)

While my male ex-colleague SL could happily stand up from the dinner table, cross the room, and find the gents with no trouble at all, any women who hoped to use the facilities at the University of Edinburgh were forced … Continue reading

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Waylaid on Broughton Street by Edwardian hookers and a shop alarm (Rousse)

I knew that I needed to be at Waverley Station to meet JS and RR off the train from Bristol at 18:30. Nevertheless, I cycled down Broughton Street on my static exercise bike, and followed the new-to-me narrow street that … Continue reading

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David Baddiel and love (Rousse)

There was nobody more astonished than I was when David Baddiel fell in love with me. We first met through friends, and now we were inseparable. We chatted for hours (I confessed that I used to listen to his football … Continue reading

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Adopting a dog – or two (Rousse)

The latest row between DTJ and KJ was also their last.  DTJ took the children, and KJ his younger girlfriend. Neither wanted the dogs. TPR would be furious, but the grey miniature poodle and tiny white bichon frise were coming … Continue reading

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An unwanted mushroom sofa (Rousse)

I was anxious that TPR had parked the car too close to the cliff edge, but he was actually well within the white lines, so we left it there. As we walked back to the house, I spotted my Auntie … Continue reading

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