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Drug drops on the North Yorkshire coast (Rousse)

We’d been dragged into the organisation of TPR’s step-uncle illegal scavenger hunt. Our part was to distribute ‘clues’ in the coves and along the cliff-tops of the North Yorkshire coast. We were pretty certain that this ‘game’ was tied to … Continue reading

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An octogenarian goes cycling (Rousse)

My mother and I joined the main carriageway carefully – which is just as well because a large timber lorry had obviously not seen us on our bikes, and nearly took out the pair of us. We were heading north … Continue reading

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Helicopter hillside deaths (Rousse)

TPR successfully piloted the helicopter high into the hills. Then suddenly – on landing – we detected a problem. The engine stuttered as if the fuel tank had run dry. When we lifted into the air for a second time, … Continue reading

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Lost underwear in Lyon (Rousse)

I joined a French language trip for school children, with RG as my companion. Our base was Nantes. We also took up the option of a side-trip to Lyon. The latter was a big mistake. When RG checked us out … Continue reading

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Pit bull rescue goes over the edge (Belle)

I was sitting in the back seat of the Land Rover as Craig of the New York Bully Crew drove us down to the cliff and straight over the edge. I saw it was about to happen, regretted I hadn’t … Continue reading

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Poultry parkour, a strawberry queen and Harry Potter decoration (Belle)

I was sitting outside a cafe with my very old flame JHI when we saw Deptford’s famous ‘free-running rooster’ tumbling elegantly across the rooftops. I made an oath not to eat roast chicken that day. —– The documentary short featured … Continue reading

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A narcoleptic puffin hunter (Rousse)

I was a narcoleptic. In some circumstances my condition was barely noticeable. For example, whenever I was late joining SL for our 09:00am yoga session, she simply concluded that I had slept in. Otherwise it could be highly dangerous, as … Continue reading

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