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Sofas, snow, and singing on Edinburgh’s Broughton Street (Rousse)

Two new shops opened on Edinburgh’s Broughton Street while we were away on holiday. As an avid reader, I was pleased that one was a book exchange. The other was a posh furniture store full of University of Edinburgh students. … Continue reading

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Pearl earring makeover (Belle)

I wondered how an amateur choir from St Albans had managed to fill out this central London venue. People were packing in to hear them sing highlights from Oklahoma. If only I’d realised that tiny pearl stud earrings would make … Continue reading

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Busty buck-toothed singer charms folk festival audience (Rousse)

KT left her seat and took to the stage. Then the rest of the choir pushed out through the door to the right of me, poured down the main aisle and climbed the steps to line up behind the star … Continue reading

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The velvet-clad cyclist choir (Rousse)

JS and her cycling friends founded a choir. Their uniform comprised navy blue velvet dresses adorned with huge 1980s bows. Worse, however, was the ‘music’. None of choir members could sing.

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Forgetting the lyrics (Belle)

My choir’s chances of winning this competition were minimal. First of all, this was meant to be a competition for boys only, and yet I was planning to sing the first two lines as a solo before letting the boys … Continue reading

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The Thames at night with rappers (Belle)

Blue Peter was broadcasting live from the back of a limousine being driven along the embankment. The presenters, two child friendly rappers, were pointing out the nightlife on the Thames. I admired the paper-lanterns illuminating the oriental boats near the … Continue reading

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Stolen sausages and Barry Manilow (Belle)

My sister’s flatmate had been cooking. Everywhere I looked there were sausages, either ready to eat on the table, or cooking under the grill or in frying pans. Then my sister discovered that her own sausages were missing. The flatmate … Continue reading

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