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George Clooney and a Sisters of Mercy lookalike above the snow line (Rousse)

We were going camping with our French friends above the snow line in the north west of Scotland. Access to the site was via Forestry Commission trails, first on the dirt track along the shoreline of the loch, then up … Continue reading

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Novel marketing ploy from Nandos (Rousse)

When I returned to my cabin mid-morning I found two members of staff still there, tidying up the bedroom and cleaning the bathroom. They hurried away, indicating in broken English that they would come back later. It was only when … Continue reading

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An unconsummated marriage and home delivery comfort food (Rousse)

I wed BB around ten years ago, but we never got round to consummating our marriage – which was just a well because we both had ‘real’ spouses of our own. An occasional quick hug and chat was all that … Continue reading

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Successful DIY (Rousse)

Now that the wall was fixed, TPR started on other home improvements. He fitted two gates – one for tradesmen and one for visitors (painted blue) – and arranged for a delivery of soil so that he could level out … Continue reading

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A Norwegian odyssey (Rousse)

TPR took out the map and showed me the route. He was going to catch a boat from Newcastle to Norway, then cycle the length of the famous fjords. I was not invited because – as his wife – it … Continue reading

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Harry Potter tattoos: the only clue to “Pedro’s” past (Rousse)

I lost TPR during the final stage of the long journey to the US aboard an ocean liner. Occasionally I would spot him in the distance across deck, usually driving one of the small open cars used for deliveries by … Continue reading

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Paris attractions (Rousse)

I’d only just arrived in Paris and already I had bumped into two people from my Gallic past. First I saw PG on his way to work. He was now a grey-haired father of three, yet had kept his great … Continue reading

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The dangers of dyed pig meat (Rousse)

My mother and I dived into the undergrowth to hide from the natives. When they passed by we could make out their cargo piled high on the trolley. Neatly stacked like a Tesco pallet delivery, it carried a variety of … Continue reading

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Jonathan Ross’ theatre date and a threat of war in Edinburgh (Rousse)

Every time that we stopped to take a photo on our walk along the headland the gap between us and Jonathan Ross narrowed. Eventually he was so close behind us that we could hear every word he shared with his … Continue reading

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