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Silent Sting spot in Scottish capital city (Rousse)

Elsewhere fans would have chased him for an autograph or selfie. Only here in Edinburgh could international celebrity Sting emerge from a modest basement restaurant dressed in jeans and a plain brown long-sleeved shirt, a child in each hand, in … Continue reading

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Drugs and Richard Dunbar (Rousse)

A small red-headed man walked into my bed and breakfast room and pushed aside all the work that I had laid out on the desk. Who was he? How dare he? Thank goodness I had already ditched the drugs sewn … Continue reading

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Green checked shirts and Bible study (Rousse)

EH and I set up camp in a comfortable three-seater with another colleague for our all-School work trip to the US. Occasionally our male colleagues – each dressed in a different take on the green checked shirt – would call … Continue reading

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A foul-mouthed husband in a frilly shirt (Rousse)

It was Sunday and TPR was in a terrible mood. From my corner of the garden I could hear him swearing as he dug deeper and deeper into the hard ground to prepare a spot for repositioning the pond. From … Continue reading

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How to deal with a partner who snores (Rousse)

All six of us – PM, SM, LF, TF, TPR and I – were away from home for a night together. In our shared room, SM took the divan and I the camp bed next to it. When I woke … Continue reading

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Jeremy Corbyn goes green (Rousse)

I was Jeremy Corbyn’s wardrobe mistress. This season he would be wearing dark green cotton shirts.

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Dead man’s clothes (Rousse)

I selected a broad multi-coloured graph paper print soft cotton shirt for my father’s birthday present. Then I remembered that he was dead, so any purchase would be completely pointless.

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Lindisfarne tribute band fail (Rousse)

Although JS had put in all the work for the university reunion, I was the mistress of ceremonies for the day. This meant that the guests were under the impression that I was responsible for the shambolic arrangements. These included: … Continue reading

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Over body-confidence, laundry robbers, the Northumbrian pipes, and a man in white bow ties (Rousse)

Early one morning, before the shops opened, my sister S, my mother and I ran along the Ullapool esplanade. At the far end we stepped on the scales. My sister weighed in at 11 stone five, over two stone heavier … Continue reading

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A pop art philanderer (Rousse)

I had arranged to meet SC for a drink after work at 6:30pm, and it was already 6:35pm. I really couldn’t afford to be any later for our appointment so I abandoned the mess on my desk and headed out … Continue reading

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