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A trip to Thistledown Street (Rousse)

The first thing that I noticed when I turned the corner into the crescent was that the ugly modern lamp-posts had been replaced. The new ones took the form of old-style gas lamps, and looked lovely. Then I spotted the … Continue reading

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Undomesticated male ineptitude (Rousse)

After years of unheeded complaints about his overworking, BB’s wife followed through her threat to throw him out. With nowhere else to go, he turned up on our doorstep. I always suspected that he would not be terribly domesticated, but … Continue reading

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