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Highland spirit triplets, hopeless handmade goods, an over-priced exhibition, and very public toilets (Rousse)

A set of Highland triplet spirits danced across the heather as they sought to reunite me with my mother and sister S after I came off the narrow single track road in our hire car. As soon as we found … Continue reading

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Mother’s ruin (Belle)

My mother and I returned home late – it was 1:30 in the morning. The street was packed with badly parked cars. I was even more confused when I let myself into the house to find it full of unknown … Continue reading

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Lunch in Corbridge (Rousse)

I set off to collect my cousin FA from the exam hall. I should have known that he would have left his desk long before the end of the allocated time to complete the paper. It took a while to … Continue reading

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An unsupportive father (Rousse)

My father’s joke that he and my mother were separating was in very bad taste given that TPR had just left me. Perhaps he thought I had a chance of winning TPR back with the lumps of chocolate that I … Continue reading

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Limbless torsos in Speedos, a bare-breasted woman, children in litter disguise, and booklet giveaways in Morningside (Rousse)

I abandoned weeding a municipal planter on the southern outskirts of Edinburgh so that I could catch a 23 bus back into town and meet my mother on Colinton Road at 6:30pm, as previously agreed. The bus was frustratingly slow. … Continue reading

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Mother and daughter Cosmopolitan cover girls (Rousse)

Hidden in the pile of ancient copies of Cosmopolitan were three issues of particular interest. My mother – aged about 35 – featured as the magazine’s cover girl on two of them, and my sister S on the third. They … Continue reading

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House dressing (Rousse)

From the outside, my sister’s flat looked pretty much the same. The only difference was the selection of handmade cat greeting cards for sale to passing tourists on the window ledge. Inside, however, a huge transformation had taken place. The … Continue reading

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In a stone maze with Griff Rhys Jones (Rousse)

I was stuck in a three-dimensional stone maze, unable to navigate a route upwards and out. Ahead of me, Griff Rhys Jones was doing rather better than I was. The big surprise, however, was my agile octogenarian mother, dancing over … Continue reading

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Dirty animal invasion (Rousse)

Two surprises greeted me when I came home. First, my mother had cooked a delicious dinner and already washed up; second, the C-Is had come to stay. There was a problem, however, with the latter. RC-I brought with him a … Continue reading

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The forgotten face of Leith (Rousse)

My mother’s teenage face covered the advertising hoardings of Leith. When I pointed out to her the pictures and accompanying quotations, she confessed that she had no recollection of ever volunteering her image and views for any 1950s publicity campaign.

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