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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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Last minute ski holiday shame (Rousse)

How could I hit the slopes in DayGlo green and purple ski-wear? This was all TPR’s fault. I should never have allowed him to pack our cases for our last minute ski holiday.

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Star Trek Voyager’s Neelix and Kes moonlight as fake holiday guests (Rousse)

‘What a coincidence!’ cried TPR in the dining room of our holiday resort. At first I thought that he had recognised an old work colleague, but when we approached the table I saw that his quarry was Neelix and Kes … Continue reading

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A huge hairy monster, a pickpocket, and promises of staff socials (Rousse)

‘There’s a huge hairy monster making a terrible racket in room C44!’ I screamed down the phone to security. What I didn’t tell them was that this was a monster of our own making. We’d created it using a graphics … Continue reading

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A near-death experience in Alpine ski resort (Rousse)

On the last day of our holiday we chose not to ski, but instead wandered around the resort and the technical college. There we bumped into other friends from home, including HW with a group of girlfriends; and S, N, … Continue reading

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Mick Jagger’s rucksack (Rousse)

I dropped my own bags off at the airport lounge luggage “intersection” as instructed (something like “fourth and Broadway”) and then went outside to look at the pile of rucksacks in the wet. “That one belongs to Mick Jagger” said … Continue reading

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The shame of Jonathan Ross’ brother’s criminal career (Rousse)

My sister J was a criminal mastermind. Her two children served as the key members of her gang. My mentor – who would eventually become my partner provided that I proved myself – was one of Jonathan Ross’ brothers (although … Continue reading

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