Tag Archives: TPR

Unwanted cutlery (Rousse)

My sister arrived in Edinburgh with a present for me: a box of mismatched cutlery. “It’s OK”, I whispered to TPR, “We’ll use it this once, then take it to the charity shop”.

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Inconsiderate motorists bring news of competition windfall (Rousse)

I had the best night’s sleep with TPR in a tent in a field at the foot of the Pentland Hills. The original plan was to pack up the tent in the morning, then head to the hills for a … Continue reading

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Competing with a silly super-skinny curly blonde love rival (Rousse)

Fed up with the rest of my family, TPR announced that he was leaving me. Worst still, he already had another woman lined up to take my place: silly super-skinny curly blonde JR. I was now on track to be … Continue reading

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Trapped in a Glasgow museum (Rousse)

The starting point for access to the path up the mountain was under a door of a Glasgow museum. From here you accessed a tunnel. This eventually emerged in the open air on a steep mountain track. I had forgotten … Continue reading

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From Chad to Croydon via Disneyland and Australia (Rousse)

TPR set up a summer-long ‘book’ group and called it ‘Chad’. The participants ranged from his friends to a couple of my undergraduate students. Somehow JS had managed to inveigle herself into the men-only meeting. Meanwhile I visited drab, rainy … Continue reading

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Lost cycle panniers, and Japanese water tanks (Rousse)

How would I admit to TPR that I had lost both of my fully-packed cycle panniers, one of which included our soap bag? I had no idea where I had left them along my solo route in the Scottish borders. … Continue reading

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A lobster-pot daughter and dodgy art work cleaning (Rousse)

Even though he obviously was not her father, TPR was the primary carer for our tiny new African baby. She was so beautiful that even I found it hard to believe that she was my very own daughter. We were … Continue reading

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