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Tag Archives: mother
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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Two deaths for Daddy (Rousse)
Both the hospital and EasyDeath had lied. It was impossible that those ashes in the box on the mantelpiece were my father’s because here he was still clinging to life, looking for fish in a low river with my mother … Continue reading
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Tagged ashes, box, daddy, death, decline, father, fish, Friends, mantelpiece, mother, river, summer, trauma
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A lobster-pot daughter and dodgy art work cleaning (Rousse)
Even though he obviously was not her father, TPR was the primary carer for our tiny new African baby. She was so beautiful that even I found it hard to believe that she was my very own daughter. We were … Continue reading
Edinburgh property dispute (Rousse)
We had already sold and moved out of our Edinburgh flat a couple of times – and always ended up buying it back again. There was something about the sensible dimensions of the rooms, as well as the flat’s convenient … Continue reading
Huge nuts in a hazel wood, and horrid pickles (Rousse)
My sister-in-law S and her husband A had a reputation for buying ridiculous properties. Their most recent purchase was a cottage in the woods. Our first impression was of isolation and inaccessibility along a rough track through hazel trees. However, … Continue reading
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Tagged cottage, hazel, mother, park, pickle, TPR, trailer, wood
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Octogenarian bed-hopping (Rousse)
When we woke in the morning my husband and I found my eighty year-old mother comfortably sandwiched between us in our king-sized bed. At which point during the night had she sneaked in without our noticing? How could we politely … Continue reading
An octogenarian goes cycling (Rousse)
My mother and I joined the main carriageway carefully – which is just as well because a large timber lorry had obviously not seen us on our bikes, and nearly took out the pair of us. We were heading north … Continue reading
Cholera risk on transatlantic flights (Rousse)
My entire family was flying to New York: mother, father and all three daughters (although my little sister was yet to put in an appearance). I arranged for us to travel in the greatest comfort: by king size bed. As … Continue reading
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Tagged bed, cholera, daughter, dog, father, flight, grain, magazine, mother, mouth, poison, puppy, risk, sister, Staffordhsire bull terrier, transatlantic, vet, water
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