Tag Archives: mother

Swimwear and disgraceful tattoos (Rousse)

I chose a new swimming costume. It was navy blue with white side panels, and leg pieces. It would be perfect for British waters, and could easily be worn under a wetsuit. While I was trying it on for the … Continue reading

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A private tour of the National Railway Museum, York (Rousse)

My mother had parked her car in Newcastle, but accidentally purchased train tickets that took us further south to York. ‘It’s OK’, we assured to her, ‘We just get off at Newcastle. Nobody will care if we leave our seats … Continue reading

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A bee swarm (Rousse)

‘Don’t touch it!’ I begged my mother. The bees responded to the poke and swarmed. I was covered in insects from head to toe.

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Wedding party troubles (Rousse)

On the morning of the wedding of JMH and MCF the news came through that JF died in her car, just at the point of turning the key in the ignition as she was about to take the car down … Continue reading

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Quad on the Tyne – with David Tennant (Rousse)

My mother took up observing the wildlife of East Lothian in the dead of night using infra-red technology. She invited us to join her one evening. David Tennant turned up to wave us off – my mother on a quadbike, … Continue reading

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A 1980s GTi love match (Rousse)

AH confessed that he almost proposed to me in the late 1980s. This was with the encouragement of my mother, keen to recruit him as a son-in-law. This was nothing to do with love for me. Rather, AH and my … Continue reading

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Meeting a metal-framed monarch mother at the New York mausoleum (Rousse)

I was auditioning for the role of mistress of an American millionaire. A small Jewish Italian New Yorker appeared to have taken a fancy to me so I did my best to impress him by spending the afternoon with his … Continue reading

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A mother on horseback and men holding hands (Rousse)

This I had to see: my mother on horseback. From a distance I observed that my sister was leading the two-horse hack, encouraging mother to whip her steed into action. The horses broke into a trot. Almost immediately my mother … Continue reading

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A purple helter skelter, party tricks, Skype, and recycling (Rousse)

JC was my passenger as we drove along a formerly familiar route that now included a purple helter skelter ramp covered all over in graffiti. I was amazed that the car was supple enough to work its way round the … Continue reading

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Cannabis dealer takes cash in Leith (Rousse)

On my way walk back from Leith along the cycle path I picked up a couple of heavy bin bags that PL was about to send to the charity shop. Inside them I found a pile of brand new hand-knitted … Continue reading

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