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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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Two dead queens and a kitchen conga (Rousse)

T arrived at our door in a terrible state. His marriage was on the rocks. and he had no idea how to win back L. I accompanied T back to his house by foot. We passed some of the royal … Continue reading →

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Pyjama party for the blue-haired (Rousse)

While her husband K was out of town with the children, DTJ hosted a party for her girlfriends. I felt very out of place in my cotton dress amongst the blue-haired, pyjama-clad youngsters.

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Boris Johnson’s secret farm house tryst (Rousse)

Boris Johnson needed to distract the press and the general public from his latest misdemenour. He roped me in to help him. We met in an old barn full of discarded furniture. From here we took a set of connected … Continue reading →

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Paul McCartney and ‘PS I love you’ (Rousse)

Sir Paul McCartney was the surprise special guest at the party. All the tiny guests (aged six or under) seemed to recognise the celebrity status of the visitor, and gathered closely around him. When invited to ask questions, however, none … Continue reading →

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How not to change a nappy (Rousse)

My status in the household was rather ambiguous as the former au pair girl. Should I really be left in charge of the children three decades later? That question was answered when I attempted to change the sodden nappy on … Continue reading →

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Fine art graduates offered new opportunity to market their work (Rousse)

I came up with my new business idea when standing next to a large black Edinburgh street refuse bin. Inside I could see several cellophane-wrapped mounted pictures. They were left over from the recent degree show at the art college. … Continue reading →

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