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Reckless driving on the River Tweed (Rousse)

My father was super-impressed that my school friend PM (was PS) owned the land that ran from the back of her house all the way to the River Tweed. ‘Is the bank solid?’ he asked, as he inched the wheels … Continue reading

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Clifftop gun emplacement secrets (Rousse)

We dug with our hands into the soft coastal soil. There we found multiple white, pock-marked, hollow, spherical objects the size of miniature rugby balls. They looked a bit like animal skulls, but TPR told me that they belonged to … Continue reading

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A menagerie and a monument (Rousse)

My mother had done a great job with the garden. All the pets were happily installed in large runs, the chickens loved their coop, and the hedgehogs were so settled that they forgot their shyness. The only (very minor) problem … Continue reading

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A blind hunt for haddock (Rousse)

I wasn’t sure whether I was just tired or terribly ill, but I felt half blind while wandering around campus with BR. We decided to buy something for our supper on our way home. I quite fancied smoked haddock, so … Continue reading

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When a game leads to a mountain rescue (Rousse)

NP had taken up a new sport. It didn’t have a name, but involved standing on mountain ledges and batting random items into the air. I nearly fell off the mountain the day that SF, TPR and I joined in … Continue reading

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Following the fairies (Rousse)

The four beautiful sisters welcomed me into my family. I was very much enjoying my holiday with them until the afternoon when I got stuck on a cliff ledge above the swimming pool. Clinging to the red rock edge, I … Continue reading

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