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Child criminal caught red-handed at Paris airport (Rousse)

We had just landed in Paris on a flight from Copenhagen when I noticed that my red rucksack had gone missing. Then I saw it, in the hands of a small French girl. I knew that it was mine because … Continue reading

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Hairy-legged daughter of schizophrenic dances in the tropics to hits from the 1980s (Rousse)

I managed to reach my father by phone from overseas. He chatted happily about his schizophrenia as if I had always known about his condition. In fact, this was all news to me. Then I joined TPR at the bar … Continue reading

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Intern adventures include Lord of the Rings team-building exercise on horseback #LOTR

I started my placement at an office that was just a five minute walk from my flat. I wasn’t the only intern: three pupils from Drummond High School had also been taken on by the firm. I found these children … Continue reading

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Funny faces in the Stockton Arms (Rousse)

The Stockton Arms had undergone a dramatic change since I was last a regular sixth former visitor in the early 1980s. The biggest difference was that children were now welcome. All those sitting near to me were very well behaved, … Continue reading

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Jack Charlton fisherman (Rousse)

I spotted Jack Charlton from the back seat of a car as we drove through the outskirts of Newcastle. He pointed out where he lived: a small ex-council house on a very busy road. He said that he would rather … Continue reading

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Unemployed Sunderland couple give daughter away (Rousse)

Who was this small dark-haired, short-legged child with a Scottish accent living with the mother of my childhood friend ECM? She couldn’t possibly be ECM’s little sister: her mother had been widowed for years. A neighbour (and known fantasist) suggested … Continue reading

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My husband’s secret family (Rousse)

TPR was a father. His two sons were born to American women in the mid-1990s. I knew nothing about this at the time because TPR was working away from home in California.

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