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Errant father drama (Rousse)

I picked up the phone. ‘Where are your nephew and niece?’ shouted the person at the other end. ‘They are in mortal danger!’ ‘P’s here, and A is in London (I think)’, I replied. ‘Well their father is on the … Continue reading

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Dinner for the dead and alive (Rousse)

They were all there – family members dead and alive at my maternal grandmother’s house: my uncle who had emigrated to Australia in the 1970s was on the lawn in the back garden with his younger daughter, who was photographing … Continue reading

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Dead father dines (Rousse)

My mother’s driving was truly terrible. Why was she in such a rush to reach the coast? The beautiful weather was forecast to hold, so there really was no hurry. When we stopped at the hotel for lunch, it all … Continue reading

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A first wife’s fortune (Rousse)

GG’s daughters were enraged when they learnt that their tall, handsome, suited father was not leaving his fortune to their mother, but instead to his first wife – me. This decision made me wonder whether GG and I had ever … Continue reading

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Hooking a salmon in one cast (Rousse)

I walked along the river bank with my father. We saw a few people fishing, apparently without success. My father boasted ‘Watch me, I can pull one out with single cast’. He stepped down to the water, expertly sent his … Continue reading

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Planning for bi-lingual off-spring (Rousse)

My bride-to-be was a Spanish heiress who was due to inherit a massive fortune from her financier father. Her parents approved of our match, even though I was foreign and female. The one thing that I looked forward to most … Continue reading

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Blond cat-whiskered half-gorilla baby swept out to sea (Rousse)

She really was a beautiful baby, with a beaming smile and a few tufts of blond hair. I thought, however, that the cat whiskers were rather out of place on her sweet face – until someone explained to me that … Continue reading

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Salvaged: a single-footed skateboard and an antique secrétaire (Rousse)

Back in Birmingham again, TPR, my father, and my little sister were picking through the contents that we had left three decades earlier in our old house in Northfield. Much of it was junk. This included a narrow skateboard with … Continue reading

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Failed seduction in a Birmingham bedsit (Rousse)

Even though I vowed to him that I would never stray from the arms of TPR, my father’s cousin did his clumsy best to seduce me. His attachment to a thin ornamental walking cane – supposedly a support for his … Continue reading

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Dangerous estuary bathing (Rousse)

My cousin BB was already bathing in the warm estuary while I was still struggling to get my dress over my head so that I could strip off to my underwear and join her in the water. The two women … Continue reading

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