Tag Archives: garden

Illegal gazebo sausage rolls (Rousse)

TPR was so hungry that forgot his manners completely and fingered one of the sausage rolls on a plate inside the gazebo. None of us had permission to enter the riverside property after our long walk, let alone picnic on … Continue reading

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The drunkard and the dead dog of the depths (Rousse)

GG was so surprised to find me outside her house that she collapsed on the pavement in a heap before I even had a chance to greet her. When eventually she came too, she was delighted to meet me for … Continue reading

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A garden trespasser sausage chef (Rousse)

When I glanced through the bedroom window I saw a tall dark man cooking sausages on our barbecue in our garden. ‘Go get him!’ I ordered TPR. ‘No problem’, he replied, waving his axe in the air. While TPR charged … Continue reading

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Encounters with chartered surveyors (Rousse)

I had encounters with two chartered surveyors on the same day. The first – RA – spoke to me of his ‘elephantine’ features as contrasted with my ‘beauty’ as he walked me to a tube station in London. I did … Continue reading

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A secret non-affair (Rousse)

Once again I had sneaked up the stairs to PL’s tiny garret flat and climbed into bed with him. Nothing much ever happened on these visits. Even so, we kept them secret. Then I looked out of the window. In … Continue reading

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Contini kidnap (Rousse)

We were all (including toddler JJ) squeezed around a big square table in Contini George Street, Edinburgh when a huge red-headed man in a kilt marched into the restaurant. He looked like an extra from Outlander. Most of us supposed … Continue reading

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To a school reunion by tricycle (Rousse)

I caught FW on a tricycle heading along the cut between our house and garden. She’d got in through a gap in the fence caused by JS’s poor stewardship. FW was embarrassed to have been apprehended on her way to … Continue reading

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