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Fashion disaster spots hidden features of ‘new’ British Library (Rousse)

It was time for me to return to work after a long absence due to sick leave. I found some smart clothes to wear: black tights under a long tweed shirt, a back polo neck top, and a tweed jacket. … Continue reading

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A risky revealing nightdress (Rousse)

I met Belle outside the British Library. At first we were thrilled to discover that we had both topped our outfits with thin, silver-grey, suit jackets. Our joy turned to disappointment when we realised that just about every other professional … Continue reading

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Noisy clothing (Rousse)

There was such a loud rustle every time that I budged in my seat that the other cinema goers were leaning over to tell me to shush. I couldn’t understand why my jacket would make such a racket until someone … Continue reading

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Nicola Sturgeon to introduce friend tax (Rousse)

4a Audrey Terrace, Edinburgh was a West End palace – and ours, all ours. We bought it for the ballroom and the prospect of the fabulous parties that we would host there. The immense front porch had plenty of space … Continue reading

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Signs of an affair (Rousse)

A new pair of shoes, a sharp suit, contact lenses, and a mooted move back to Birmingham? What was TPR up to? It was only when I found myself semi-naked on George Street, Edinburgh – wearing just a pair of … Continue reading

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Mystery woman at book group shows off season’s best selling grey woollen outfit from Next (Rousse)

Poor SC. We all turned up at her house for our monthly meeting, but none of us had bothered to read the prescribed text. I was rather puzzled because I recognised the book title and its jacket, yet I had … Continue reading

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A Tartan Pole (Rousse)

The first person that I came across upstairs at the White House was a sulky half-naked teenage Polish friend of my nephew. I was appalled that she barely greeted me when we passed one another in the upstairs hall. When … Continue reading

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