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Tag Archives: mother
Unqualified medical advice in Stockton-on-Tees (Rousse)
My mother lived happily alone above a pharmacy in Stockton-on-Tees. Our only worry was that she was offering medical advice to her visitors. This was on account of her proximity to the drug dispensary. We told everyone to ignore her.
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Tagged advice, dispensary, medical, mother, pharmacy, Stockton-on-Tees, unqualified
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The draw of Guatemala (Rousse)
The garden of my great-grandparents’ house was crammed with people I knew, from TPR’s sunbathing ex-colleagues to my board gaming PhD students. The latter group was my target. I promised them the full experience of the mess and quirkiness of … Continue reading
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Tagged TPR, PhD, party, holiday, mother, student, colleagues, mess, vacation, Volvo, trip, hospitality, Guatemala
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Cake, china cabinets, and Charles Dickens (Rousse)
When LM and I returned to campus, we were shocked at the neglect that it had suffered in the past year. We hoped that the new students would not be disappointed with their choice of university. Whatever their opinion of … Continue reading
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Tagged cake, campus, Charles Dickens, china cabinet, mother, sister, student, teach, town, university
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London to Oxford and Oxford to Edinburgh by train (Rousse)
It really was too much to ask my 81 year-old mother to walk all the way from London to Edinburgh, so I suggested that we cut a few miles off the route by taking the train to Oxford. In the … Continue reading
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Tagged college, cycle path, geriatric, handbag, London, mother, Oxford, railcard, Scotland, train, university
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Free trial liposuction, force-fed kipper, and ferocious wolves (Rousse)
I was disgusted at the rope of white marshmallow-like goo extracted from my midriff by the white-uniformed beautician. My first experience of liposuction was definitely going to be my last. I asked the beautician to stop my free trail, gathered … Continue reading
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Tagged beautician, force-feed, friend, hairdresser, kipper, liposuction, mother, mute, primary, school, wolves
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An unintentional insult (Rousse)
Through the car window, I thought that I saw KA wearing a long thin pale yellow jumper dress in the new deli in Hexham. I parked nearby and walked back along the road to the shop. Sure enough it was … Continue reading
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Tagged car, deli, Hexham, insult, memory, mother, phone, sad
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Abusive parental role play (Rousse)
This was not my best idea for a bonding exercise: find a partner; allocate the roles of mother and daughter; perform role play on the basis that the parent hates the child.
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
A (possibly) dead husband and a stolen Christmas parcel (Rousse)
Life had been difficult since TPR died of cancer, but I resolved to lead as ‘normal’ a life as possible, and went to work as usual. I needed to tell the powers that be that the arrangement for collecting deliveries … Continue reading
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Tagged bag, bed, cancer, Christmas, Corstorphine, Dalry, dead, die, Edinburgh, husband, meeting, Merry Christmas, mother, package, parcel, Skype, stolen, TPR, waterworks, wine
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