Tag Archives: dead

Car cliff tumble (Rousse)

I was so accident prone that others were avoiding me – but not RG. He boldly climbed into the passenger seat of the Fiat Stilo as I put it into gear to move it to a more suitable parking space. … Continue reading

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A freezer door, dirty washing, a herd of elephants, greyhounds, a dead dog, and £100k of ruined camera equipment (Rousse)

I was over at RR’s flat helping out with a few things, including an open freezer door. TPR came along for the ride with his guitar and a couple of amps. It was our last day before heading off on … Continue reading

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A friend from the dead (Rousse)

J had not left this world completely: she was ‘resting’ at a facility for the dead. When I met her I was surprised that she looked so well. Her hair looked in especially good condition. However, when I questioned her … Continue reading

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Amazing discoveries from the dead to diamonds in rainy Birmingham (Rousse)

I drove through the rain to Birmingham where I met KB. Homeless since last Christmas, he’d now managed to secure accommodation for himself and his two foster children: Catherine aged 6, and Harry aged 12. (His own daughters had both … Continue reading

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Deadly dressmaker on the loose (Rousse)

There was a deadly dressmaker on the loose and I was in big trouble. This was not because I was a likely victim. Rather, in the past I had been seen running the cycle paths of Leith with the notorious … Continue reading

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Return from the dead in an empty multi-storey car park (Rousse)

BMcK emerged through the gloom of the bottom level of an empty multi-storey car park. “Go away!” I shrieked. “You’re meant to be dead!”.

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Breaches in mourning etiquette (Rousse)

Many of the congregation were obviously bored at yet another memorial service. I even saw some relatives of the dead video the proceedings from the upper gallery of the church. Mourning was not what it used to be.

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