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A hospital romance (Rousse)

The cancer ward proved a fertile hunting ground for a new husband. There I was courted by a tall dark French man. Meanwhile my mother patiently waited for me in the café.

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Driver and passenger walk free from overturned Volvo (Rousse)

Having successfully negotiated the main section of the journey to Edinburgh with my maternal grandmother in the smaller of my mother’s two silver Volvos, I lost concentration on a road that had been partially cordoned off, slammed into a traffic … Continue reading

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Tutor daughter thwarts student mother’s study success (Rousse)

My mother had only been studying for a week, so had barely opened the book when I told her that it was time for her first exam. I was somewhat responsible for the panic that ensued. I really should have … Continue reading

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Motoring misdemeanours in a silver Volvo automatic (Rousse)

When I awoke I found myself at the wheel of my mother’s silver Volvo automatic heading downhill at top speed along a high-hedged, narrow country lane. I bounced across the roundabout at the bottom, lost a wheel, and landed the … Continue reading

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Driving backwards to a dinner date (Rousse)

My mother put the Volvo into reverse, swivelled the driver’s seat to face the back of the car, and drove backwards along the dual carriageway. She disregarded my warnings that she risked crashing into the lorry behind us that was … Continue reading

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The Fringe, Finchley, and frightening fiction (Rousse)

One of the women at the café table turned to me and asked how I was enjoying my annual trip up to Edinburgh and the fringe festival. I politely explained that I was a resident of this fine city, so … Continue reading

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Killer whales but no camera on powerboat trip to the islands (Rousse)

I boarded the ferry dressed only in a thin sheet, having been forced to leave all my belongings – including my clothes and glasses – with our hosts at the the shoreline. The ride across the inlet was short and … Continue reading

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Reuniting teddy bears at the White House (Rousse)

My efforts were paying off: after hours of wading my way through mountains of junk, at the White House (Hartburn) I managed to group families of teddy bears that had been separated for years. In most cases they comprised threesomes, … Continue reading

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Bride misses men in cashmere suits (Rousse)

Even though it was my wedding, my mother would not allow me to go running with my sisters. Instead I was sent to my father to be chastised for not attending the cashmere suit fashion show after the wedding ceremony. … Continue reading

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To the reunion by pram (Rousse)

My sisters brought my mother to the Manor House reunion, wrapped up in a blanket, in a baby’s pram.

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