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A gatecrasher ghost (Rousse)

My mother was enjoying her party so much that she took out her Northumbrian pipes and played a few tunes with her old friends. I was therefore furious when my father’s sepia ghost put in an appearance. I pushed him … Continue reading

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Passion with a business partner (Rousse)

PMF and CA worked for the family firm in Stockton-on-Tees. One day, when I was looking for a dress* in a cupboard in my parents’ bedroom, I heard CA arguing with my father and his business partner. A few hours … Continue reading

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Dead Dad’s diamond (Belle)

My recently deceased father walked into the room, his hands cupped in front of him. He was cradling a massive diamond. I was overwhelmed with a feeling of well-being – he looked so happy. Then he gave the diamond to … Continue reading

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An unsupportive father (Rousse)

My father’s joke that he and my mother were separating was in very bad taste given that TPR had just left me. Perhaps he thought I had a chance of winning TPR back with the lumps of chocolate that I … Continue reading

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Absent father is prisoner (Rousse)

While TPR fixed my cousin A’s computer, I was watching my father in conversation at the other end of the room. He was telling someone about his contacts inside, and their assumptions about his work as a vet. He was … Continue reading

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A702 bike thefts (Rousse)

The huge traffic jam on the A702 held up all travellers, including cyclists (like TPR on my bike) and runners (including me). When the lights finally changed, we were pleased to take to the road again – until TPR remembered … Continue reading

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Security advice for North Texas airport (Rousse)

I reached the F family’s house first on foot. My frail, elderly father followed by taxi. There we extracted PMF from the chaos of the house rebuild. He’d already missed one flight home to Edinburgh (cost £100), but had just … Continue reading

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Bi-plane on the Meadows, Edinburgh (Rousse)

MW told me that she had a vehicle that would get across Edinburgh at top speed: a bi-plane. I jumped aboard for a terrifying low-level flight between the cherry trees on Jawbone Walk. On landing at the foot of Middle … Continue reading

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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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