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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

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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

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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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Lost underwear in Lyon (Rousse)

I joined a French language trip for school children, with RG as my companion. Our base was Nantes. We also took up the option of a side-trip to Lyon. The latter was a big mistake. When RG checked us out … Continue reading

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A murderer on the Holy Island of Lindisfarne (Rousse)

We had a couple of hours to spare so crossed the causeway to Holy Island. In the distance on the headland we saw JS. We called ‘Broken bone!’ at her and she responded with a wave and a smile. When … Continue reading

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A bigamist and big birds with red breasts (Rousse)

I married my husband’s niece in a small but intimate ceremony with most of my in-laws in attendance. None of the family thought it odd that I was committing bigamy. Even I had convinced myself that it was permissible to … Continue reading

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A maniac mother Volvo driver and a missing party invitation (Rousse)

I clung on for dear life in the front passenger seat as my mother drove like a maniac along the Roman roads. She was showing off to FR, who was sitting in the back of the Volvo. My last attempt … Continue reading

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