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A failed escape from a crime scene (Rousse)

We were staying in a beautiful tall detached house that was second from the end of a row of similar buildings squashed together in a densely populated part of the city. If you glanced up at the skylight over the … Continue reading

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A white Christmas in Edinburgh (Rousse)

We spent the afternoon watching old films on television in the sitting room. Fortunately nobody sat on the green-threaded needles that KT found at my end of the sofa. Then, when we saw that snow had fallen late in the … Continue reading

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A prediction, skewered prawns, and rude remarks about Dame Kelly Holmes (Rousse)

The stranger was astonished when I guessed that he was a city worker who had retired early from a career in finance. I was almost right: he’d spent his entire working life at the Treasury. After queuing for my food … Continue reading

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A near-drowning in the north sea (Rousse)

TPR and I almost drowned. When we fell into the sea he was lucky enough to be carrying a small dinghy. Even so I first to swim to the harbour wall and clamber up the green metal ladder to the … Continue reading

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Angela Lansbury’s handbag and Lady Gaga’s wig (Belle)

I was asked by my aunt to go to the library and post a letter to Angela Lansbury.  When I arrived at the library I found I didn’t need to buy a stamp because Angela Lansbury was in the hallway, fiddling in … Continue reading

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Unwise words and a Christmas tragedy on the Thames (Rousse)

“How awful that your daughter-in-law’s father is a crook, and that her mother is a burnt-to-a-crisp, over-tanned, airhead shopaholic!” said N. More awful was that she uttered these words while (unknowingly) sitting right next to the daughter-in-law in question. This … Continue reading

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Stockton Sixth Form College students take to the skies and survive the flood (Rousse)

Very few of the staff who taught me were still now working at the Stockton Sixth Form College. The only teacher that I recognised was Mr X, still sporting his distinctive comb-over. I found ECM queening it over everyone in … Continue reading

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