Tag Archives: TPR

Bigamist seeks two simultaneous divorces (Rousse)

I was broken-hearted when TPR finally admitted what I had suspected all along: he had a lover and was planning to leave me. The killer detail was that the pair of them had joined the tennis club together. Why would … Continue reading

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Pink knitwear in autumn (Rousse)

I sat at the vast picture window to admire the autumn colours across the valley below. Although we missed city living, I loved our new house in the country. I was also very proud of my new wardrobe. Inside it, … Continue reading

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Dealing with unwanted garden intruders and a boat ride to a Scottish island (Rousse)

I climbed out of bed and stepped across the room to open the shutters. Outside our bedroom window I saw a small dog in a bright red Santa jacket nosing through the vegetable patch, and a man – presumably the … Continue reading

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Struggling to rejoin the Camino Português por la costa (Rousse)

Gathered together in Porto at their annual conference to discuss the nature of being, a clutch of Finnish philosophers welcomed me into their company. They gave me protection from the bullies whose insults referred to my stupidity of flying home, … Continue reading

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A dubious passage to Porto (Rousse)

TPR was determined to revisit Porto. I couldn’t afford to miss yet another weekend at home, so I did my best to persuade him that a return trip to Portugal so soon after our last was not worth the effort, … Continue reading

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A woolly drink and a woolly case of mistaken identity (Rousse)

I made a ‘lovely’ hot drink for TPR. The ingredients comprised hot water, coffee granules, raw sugar, a twist of mustard embroidery silk, and two balls of rusty brown wool. Later, I thought that I had found the lost green … Continue reading

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Cargo bike crisis in Newcastle (Rousse)

I travelled all the way to Newcastle by cargo bike. Almost at my journey’s end, at Haymarket another cyclist rode up to tell me that I had lost my cargo, and that I had a flat tyre. I was grateful … Continue reading

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Trapped at the death clinic (Rousse)

TPR had previously campaigned vigorously against assisted dying, almost causing a riot outside when GG and his ex-wife J entered the clinic to seek its services. It therefore came as a terrible shock to learn that TPR had switched sides. … Continue reading

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Greeted by a huge sawn-off-at-the-shoulder bloodied arm (Rousse)

Both my mother and TPR were released from their respective care homes for the day. My mother was in particularly fine fettle. She was able to keep up with my father’s walking pace – albeit at a distance – and … Continue reading

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Time-saving Victorian costume changes (Rousse)

To save time in costume changes, TPR wore both his outfits simultaneously. To the left he was an navvy in a brown overall; to the right he was a Victorian gentleman. He dressed like this all day, even when looking … Continue reading

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