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Two deaths for Daddy (Rousse)

Both the hospital and EasyDeath had lied. It was impossible that those ashes in the box on the mantelpiece were my father’s because here he was still clinging to life, looking for fish in a low river with my mother … Continue reading

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Helicopter hitchhiking in the Hebrides (Rousse)

TPR and I set off to walk the west coast of the islands of Harris and Lewis. TPR soon lost patience at my poor progress, so we agreed that he would go on ahead at his own pace, and I … Continue reading

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Equality and diversity at awards ceremony in rainy Hawaii (Rousse)

For those for whom this kind of incentive holiday was a first, dark skies and cold rain on Hawaii was a grave disappointment. For me, however, it was a relief, especially since I had spend the preceding weeks in a … Continue reading

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Fish, filo pastry, and a secret kiss (Rousse)

TPR burst into tears when I asked why he was serving fish in filo pastry for breakfast. He wouldn’t be pleased to hear that I had very much enjoyed a brief Christmas kiss with RB. However, unless this leaked out … Continue reading

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A greedy dumped wife (Rousse)

When we returned from our holiday, TPR told me he was serious this time: he no longer wanted me, not even if I turned a blind eye to his affairs. Fortunately for me, CSX was waiting in the wings, ready … Continue reading

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A salmon sandwich (Rousse)

Every lunchtime RK bought a big slab of fish from the mobile shop at the railway station, not far from the office. He kept his purchase in the fridge in the office in the afternoon, then took it home in … 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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