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Tickled by a ghost at a high school reunion (Rousse)

I was incredibly excited that 23rd August had come round so quickly. Whatever happened to all those weeks since the reunion plans were fixed in May? I walked into the school hall and the first people I saw were LA … Continue reading

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Hanky panky in the headmaster’s office (Rousse)

It was my first day back at school and, before lessons even started, I was called into the headmaster’s office for turning up late. I tried to explain that after years of working in academia I was completely unused to … Continue reading

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To the rescue of the girl with poorly ankles and intravenous blue eye-liner (Rousse)

A bunch of girls were openly bitching about another across the gym swimming pool. TPR sprung to the defence of the object of their derision. “She has poorly ankles”, he explained. “How do you know?” enquired the girl standing next … Continue reading

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Birmingham’s Grand Canyon (Rousse)

We now lived almost permanently in a tiny house on a rough estate in Birmingham. Even so, we welcomed many visitors, the majority of whom were young men taking breaks along the route of their very long journeys south. I … Continue reading

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A weight-busting walk to Tom Robinson’s Stokesley (Rousse)

The only way to lose weight was to take more exercise. My new regime was ambitious: to walk the mountain route from the south of Scotland to North Yorkshire on a regular basis. I wasn’t the only one with this … Continue reading

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Munro bagging for beginners (Rousse)

I overheard a seasoned Munro bagger speaking to my parents. “How far are you walking?” he asked. “Oh, only about 10 miles,” answered my father. “Just over the hill and back again with our three girls”. The man glanced at … Continue reading

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Abingdon secrets (Rousse)

Abingdon would hardly have been my choice for a weekend away, but TPR was determined that this would be the perfect venue to relax for a couple of days. He was also completely unaware that this was where my ex-boyfriend … Continue reading

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Inadequate shopping signage (Rousse)

I should have put in a complaint to my friend RGJ as the manager of this enormously complex shopping centre. It was simply impossible to navigate. My worst experience of the day was when I got into the lift. It … Continue reading

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Rousse rejects life as a singleton

I had already clocked up one divorce so it was a dreadful day when TPR admitted that he had “gone off” me. Adapting to a single life was no fun at all. I tried going out with the girls from … Continue reading

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A tandem upgrade and trying twins (Rousse)

I peered out of the car window to the left and gazed up at the faded wooden sign. In peeling red and green paint, it advertised a long defunct fishmonger. Just here, where we were now queuing in traffic, there … Continue reading

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