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Dead Dad’s diamond (Belle)

My recently deceased father walked into the room, his hands cupped in front of him. He was cradling a massive diamond. I was overwhelmed with a feeling of well-being – he looked so happy. Then he gave the diamond to … Continue reading

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A disputed art inheritance (Rousse)

When we listed the art and antiques in my mother’s house, we missed the beautiful early twentieth century picture of a red-haired girl walking through a walled garden. It was painted in oils by my great grandmother, and had been … Continue reading

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An unwanted mushroom sofa (Rousse)

I was anxious that TPR had parked the car too close to the cliff edge, but he was actually well within the white lines, so we left it there. As we walked back to the house, I spotted my Auntie … Continue reading

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David Jason – arms dealer (Rousse)

David Jason handed me a replica hand gun to ‘use as required’. He then disappeared down the street, and I awaited my fate. This was supposedly a game, but it all felt very real. Organised by SPL on the Isle … Continue reading

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An almost doctor (Rousse)

My sister S revealed that she too had undertaken doctoral studies, so why did she not use the title ‘Doctor’? She confessed that she had submitted her work and passed her viva examination, but couldn’t be bothered to deal with … Continue reading

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Highland spirit triplets, hopeless handmade goods, an over-priced exhibition, and very public toilets (Rousse)

A set of Highland triplet spirits danced across the heather as they sought to reunite me with my mother and sister S after I came off the narrow single track road in our hire car. As soon as we found … Continue reading

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Brothel bedroom shocker (Rousse)

It was so much worse than I feared. Not only was the house incredibly untidy, the whole top floor now served as a makeshift brothel. I hurried upstairs to collect my e-reader, unaware of the new purpose of my bedroom.  … Continue reading

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Lunch in Corbridge (Rousse)

I set off to collect my cousin FA from the exam hall. I should have known that he would have left his desk long before the end of the allocated time to complete the paper. It took a while to … Continue reading

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Tiresome infatuations (Rousse)

My husband scampered up the narrow wooden foot-ladder, dropped down into the next room, then rushed off to seek the rest of his family at the massive party. I followed him up the rungs, but hesitated at the top. This … 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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