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Nicking a notebook, a nightclub, and finding photos from the 1980s (Rousse)

The brand new thick red-covered notebook on my mother-in-law’s kitchen table was ideal for my assessment task. I grabbed a black Sharpie pen, then very neatly wrote the title of my work on the cover. Almost as soon as I … Continue reading

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Extravagances of a cash-strapped couple (Rousse)

I suggested to my cash-strapped sister that she offer afternoon teas as a money-making venture. Even if she only catered for paying guests at weekends, the extra income would help address her tricky financial predicament. She turned her nose up … Continue reading

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A forgetful bald friend and queuing for a flight to Denmark (Rousse)

With her bald head, RJ looked like a cancer patient. I said that I hoped that her family and friends knew that she had shorn off her hair to raise money for charity. Otherwise, they would be very worried about … Continue reading

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Invited to a picnic then snubbed at a talk (Rousse)

I glimpsed a slim figure sauntering down the hall in a blue and white 1960s sundress, carrying a wicker basket. ‘Who would like to join me for a picnic?’ called my mother, returned to the beauty of her twenties – … Continue reading

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Limbless torsos in Speedos, a bare-breasted woman, children in litter disguise, and booklet giveaways in Morningside (Rousse)

I abandoned weeding a municipal planter on the southern outskirts of Edinburgh so that I could catch a 23 bus back into town and meet my mother on Colinton Road at 6:30pm, as previously agreed. The bus was frustratingly slow. … Continue reading

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Monkey in a motorhome (Rousse)

With my sister at the wheel of our motorhome, we were driving south through France to the drop off my niece A and her partner D at a ski resort. It was a wonder that we weren’t killed en route. … Continue reading

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Errant father drama (Rousse)

I picked up the phone. ‘Where are your nephew and niece?’ shouted the person at the other end. ‘They are in mortal danger!’ ‘P’s here, and A is in London (I think)’, I replied. ‘Well their father is on the … Continue reading

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A purple kitchen with an excess of kale (Rousse)

On the spur of the moment we called in on R and SL. SL was particularly delighted to see us, mistakenly thinking that our friend in tow (KA) was our niece AF. While I admired their modern purple kitchen, SL … Continue reading

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Salt mine offers ‘magic’ treatment for eczema (Rousse)

It took a long time to cycle the single tracks roads across the wilderness to the immense quarry, but it was worth the effort. The excavation was enormous. I couldn’t wait to see it close up. We dropped our bikes … Continue reading

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Giving up on Argyll (Rousse)

I loved the beautiful arts and crafts house in Argyll that I shared with my parents and husband, so I was devastated when my father announced that he had had enough of the poor road links and isolation and would … Continue reading

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