Tag Archives: hill

A dance and a devil in the dark (Rousse)

Although we shared the same living space, our marriage was over, and TPR couldn’t care less if I went home with a strange man after the dance. My ‘man’ wasn’t that strange, although it had to be said that his … Continue reading

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Otters in the wild (Rousse)

I waited with a couple who had travelled all the way from the most southerly tip of Ireland to join the wildlife photography course. It was good to have their company, but where was our coach? When we heard that … Continue reading

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Gary Barlow punished (Rousse)

Gary Barlow’s punishment was to resurface a road that led up a very steep hill. Barlow was not the only celebrity put to hard labour. I also recognised a Coronation Street actress in a top hat carrying a shovel.

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Cabbie bride of Christ (Rousse)

The roads were treacherous so we hired a nun taxi driver to take us over the snowbound hills. She skidded (safely) just a couple of times. The only real inconvenience of travelling with a cabbie bride of Christ were the … Continue reading

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Falling in love with a puppeteer and hill tapestry (Rousse)

My true love was a puppeteer. When his marriage of three decades collapsed due to the arrival of two very late children, he finally found me. My new man opened my eyes to art forms that I had never know … Continue reading

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Dover unprepared for Brexit and terrorist attacks (Rousse)

The channel crossing was pretty rough, so it was with some relief that I sensed from under my hood that we were finally docking in Dover. In the rush to disembark I lost TPR and EF, but I wasn’t too … Continue reading

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A family drive along the south coast (Rousse)

With my mother at the wheel, and all three sisters on the back seat with Baby Ted and my panda, we drove along the south coast of England. ‘Is that the Isle of Wight?’ I asked, pointing to a beautiful, … Continue reading

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Inconsiderate motorists bring news of competition windfall (Rousse)

I had the best night’s sleep with TPR in a tent in a field at the foot of the Pentland Hills. The original plan was to pack up the tent in the morning, then head to the hills for a … Continue reading

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Helicopter hillside deaths (Rousse)

TPR successfully piloted the helicopter high into the hills. Then suddenly – on landing – we detected a problem. The engine stuttered as if the fuel tank had run dry. When we lifted into the air for a second time, … Continue reading

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Edinburgh showroom and shootings (Rousse)

MSB welcomed her friends into her plush new showroom on the corner of Edinburgh’s Broughton and Barony Streets. Through the floor to ceiling windows, from outside you could see the visitors gathering beside her, hanging onto her every word. When … Continue reading

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