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A pea-green tandem and pink counterpanes in South America (Rousse)

We rode our newly-acquired pea-green tandem in the scorching heat through the mountainous deserts of South America. When we took a tumble in the choking dust, we both remembered the advice to avoid injury and fell as if we were … Continue reading →

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Rousse’s ear-ring recovery

One of Professor SR’s tiny ear-rings dropped to the ground. All the staff gathered around her tried to recover it by scratching through the dirt and dust, but I was the one who found it. She told me that she … Continue reading →

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Edinburgh marathon star grants interview, ruins parquet flooring, and pets a pig (Rousse)

While BC gave media interviews about her forthcoming Edinburgh marathon appearance, I waited back at the flat with N and TPR. TPR kept himself busy making batches of soup and serving them to passing friends. KT and her glamorous sister … Continue reading →

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An undesirable neighbour (Rousse)

We moved back to Birmingham into a large Victorian house on a busy road. Our new next door neighbour wore a long dark beard and kept his hair tied up in a black turban. He told us that he was … Continue reading →

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Beware imitations: the case of the “handwoven” oriental silk rug (Rousse)

I was in a flap. My parents would be arriving for breakfast in 15 minutes. We had no food in the house, and our silk rug from Singapore was filthy from the ashes that had spilled onto it from our … Continue reading →

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Wedding day blues: you just can’t get the staff (Rousse)

My wedding day was fast approaching. All that I needed to do now was transfer my hair straighteners and make-up to the hotel bedroom and then I’d be all set for the ceremony. The hotel bedroom was palatial. It was … Continue reading →

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