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Seaside town tourist car parking woes (Rousse)

My old head of department JH found the perfect parking spot right next to the harbour in the crowded seaside town. We considered ourselves very lucky – until a huge wave crashed over the harbour wall and left the car … Continue reading

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A new life in a house by the sea (Rousse)

At last, my dreams of a house by the sea were fulfilled. Granted, the village would likely be overrun in the summer, but that was a small price to pay for the view, not to mention the enormous garden with … Continue reading

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On stage and all at sea with Robbie Williams (Rousse)

The only tickets left for purchase were for seats on the right of the stage, just six feet away from the singer. I would never have dreamt that I’d ever find myself in such close proximity to Robbie Williams. He … Continue reading

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Polar bears take up residence on Scottish coast (Rousse)

As well as the occasional whale, it was now possible to watch polar bear families resident on mini icebergs, just off the East Lothian coast (Scotland).

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Dead father dines (Rousse)

My mother’s driving was truly terrible. Why was she in such a rush to reach the coast? The beautiful weather was forecast to hold, so there really was no hurry. When we stopped at the hotel for lunch, it all … Continue reading

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Bridlington beach debris (Rousse)

JS led us along the Yorkshire coast near Bridlington to a beautiful headland. Beneath the proud cliffs on one side were yellow beaches of the finest sand. On the other was a channel of clear blue water through which the … Continue reading

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A family drive along the south coast (Rousse)

With my mother at the wheel, and all three sisters on the back seat with Baby Ted and my panda, we drove along the south coast of England. ‘Is that the Isle of Wight?’ I asked, pointing to a beautiful, … Continue reading

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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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Helicopter hitchhiking in the Hebrides (Rousse)

TPR and I set off to walk the west coast of the islands of Harris and Lewis. TPR soon lost patience at my poor progress, so we agreed that he would go on ahead at his own pace, and I … Continue reading

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A Hebridean Holy Island (Rousse)

Holy Island was looking rather Hebridean with its towering peaks and sandy lochs. I sat at the water’s edge with JMH trying to work out whether the island had switched coastlines. Had it somehow landed on the west coast of … Continue reading

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