Tag Archives: silver

Monkey business (Belle)

My new business venture – selling vinyl records at a stall in the local church – seemed to be going so well. My fellow stall holders were delighted with the turnout. However, I failed to check my handbag, and when … Continue reading

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Silver body graffiti (Rousse)

I soon worked out that TPR had been up to no good on New Year’s Eve – thanks to the messages in silver body ink that his new lover had penned across his impressive torso.

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Degree show treasure trove (Rousse)

ECM placed a small grey suede pouch in my hand. I pulled open the drawstring and found inside beautiful carved bone petals and punched snowflakes, and dozens of items of jewellery crafted in silver, including rings, ear-rings, necklaces, brooches and … Continue reading

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Volvo shame (Rousse)

The silver Volvo was now our responsibility. TPR parked it haphazardly at the other end of our Edinburgh street, even though there were plenty of parking spaces right outside our flat. Was he ashamed of our vehicle, I wondered? I … Continue reading

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Mick Jagger’s academic acid house assignation (Rousse)

“Mick Jagger was there!” cried leading academic JS, as she secretly slipped a tiny oblong silver tab into my pocket. “And we missed him!” TPR and I chanted in reply. While TPR regretted that we had not stayed for the … Continue reading

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A bigamous bride-to-be (Rousse)

I was distraught when my husband TPR declared that he no longer loved me, and that I was to be ‘donated’ to a new fiancé – my ex brother-in-law NMcC.  The pair of them tried to placate me with a … 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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Unwelcome sister interference in matters of the heart (Rousse)

I had my suspicions that sixth form sweethearts G and JB had called it a day on their long marriage. That GB was a single man at last was confirmed when JB mentioned her ‘new partner’ to me. I headed … Continue reading

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How the other half (barely) lives (Rousse)

When I was supposed to be at work I poked around my sister J’s vastly extended house in West Sussex. On the ground floor there was a luxurious self-contained holiday cottage that looked out onto a large rectangular pond destined … Continue reading

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A graffiti grudge (Rousse)

We knew that something was wrong as soon as we emerged from our bedroom and walked into the hall. Someone had broken into our flat and scrawled messages in silver ink on the carpet. In the kitchen similar graffiti covered … Continue reading

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