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How the other half (barely) lives (Rousse)

When I was supposed to be at work I poked around my sister J’s vastly extended house in West Sussex. On the ground floor there was a luxurious self-contained holiday cottage that looked out onto a large rectangular pond destined … Continue reading

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Supermarket shelf stealer looks forward to a weekend away at the Balcary Bay Hotel (Rousse)

Since we ran out of storage space in our house, I had taken to secretly commandeering some shelves in Tesco. There I left a dozen Moomin mugs in a raffia basket, and several spare duvets in John Lewis boxes. On … Continue reading

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The chance of a year in France and Marmite tinfoil in a Little Chef (Rousse)

I sat through the sandy-haired lecturer’s explanation of how to apply for a year abroad in France then took the ‘handout’ at the end. This took the form of three tiny orange cards, rather like rail tickets. There was little … Continue reading

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Snow and stovies on election day (Rousse)

When we tried to go outside we found a metre of snow banked up against the back door. I asked TPR not to touch it while I made a dash for my camera. He disobeyed me, and immediately got started … Continue reading

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Friday night in the caravan (Rousse)

This was the most depressing of Friday nights. We were packed into a static caravan the size of a railway carriage, not far from Quartermile. I’d been here before when it had been used as emergency accommodation for undergraduates at … Continue reading

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Gothic goings on (Belle)

It was past midnight and I had no idea why the dog and I had been socialising in this part of town. Walking up Ludgate Hill we were suddenly plunged into complete darkness and I had to feel my way … Continue reading

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Hostage taken at the White House: Rousse to the rescue

I could hear my iPhone ringing out, but where was I, and what time of night was this? I pulled myself up in bed to peer into the dark. I was back at the White House in my childhood bedroom. … Continue reading

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