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A lobster-pot daughter and dodgy art work cleaning (Rousse)

Even though he obviously was not her father, TPR was the primary carer for our tiny new African baby. She was so beautiful that even I found it hard to believe that she was my very own daughter. We were … Continue reading

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An octogenarian goes cycling (Rousse)

My mother and I joined the main carriageway carefully – which is just as well because a large timber lorry had obviously not seen us on our bikes, and nearly took out the pair of us. We were heading north … Continue reading

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Cholera risk on transatlantic flights (Rousse)

My entire family was flying to New York: mother, father and all three daughters (although my little sister was yet to put in an appearance). I arranged for us to travel in the greatest comfort: by king size bed. As … Continue reading

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A bigamous bride-to-be (Rousse)

I was distraught when my husband TPR declared that he no longer loved me, and that I was to be ‘donated’ to a new fiancé – my ex brother-in-law NMcC.  The pair of them tried to placate me with a … Continue reading

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Naval engineer in smoking disgrace (Rousse)

My father organised a big birthday party for me in a social club. TPR and I would be a little late joining our guests, but we knew that JM (who was bound to come on time) could look after those … Continue reading

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Dead man’s clothes (Rousse)

I selected a broad multi-coloured graph paper print soft cotton shirt for my father’s birthday present. Then I remembered that he was dead, so any purchase would be completely pointless.

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Bone engineer on a bridge (Belle)

It was quite an arrival as a huge chauffeur driven car took us through the hotel lobby and directly to the check-in desk. My father was impressed. Later I met my youngest cousin P on a bridge. He told me … Continue reading

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