Tag Archives: TPR

Camera takes a dip in a Lanarkshire loch (Rousse)

We climbed through the steep woods of Lanarkshire, then over the heath to the loch. Our nephew FG did well to keep up with us. I was the first to reach the ridge above the water. I laid my camera … Continue reading

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Divorce, remarriage, and step-children (Rousse)

TPR was divorcing me. I needed a new husband fast. LA, now known as ‘George’ and a recently-appointed colleague, was the best candidate. I wondered (a) whether AN would approve when she found out that I had not revealed my … Continue reading

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Dead mackerel and a dead marriage (Rousse)

On the Sunday, we found dead mackerel strewn across the shoreline outside the hotel. I had hoped that we would spend the day together, but – as usual – TPR had other plans: to watch his friends play volleyball on … Continue reading

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Metal fence decapitation (Rousse)

The yellow tandem flew through the air, threw off its passengers, and landed at the other side of the metal fence. TPR’s body fell to one side – and his head to the other, cleanly decapitated by the fence-wire.

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Hotel cutlery ‘extras’ (Rousse)

‘Are you insured?’ asked the hotel manager. TPR looked up from his plate of parma ham and Hollandaise sauce. Why did she need to know this? ‘It’s just that we noticed on the CCTV from last night’s dinner service that … Continue reading

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David Bowie imposter financial scam (Rousse)

I couldn’t believe my luck when David Bowie befriended me on holiday. We sat at a picnic table in the sunshine to leaf through his sketchbook while discussing his musical influences. He was so caring that he even arranged for … 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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Inhospitable hospitality (Rousse)

It was only when we woke up in the morning that I discovered that TPR had refused his cousin entry to our (huge) bed. Instead GP had slept on the floor, next to his son EP in a cot.

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Escaping a war zone by leaky raft (Rousse)

As the bombs dropped on the city, we raced to the port. Here all sorts of vessels lined up to evacuate the population. I hoped that we would be assigned to one of the sturdy blue fishing boats, but by … Continue reading

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UK-Australia: best two-for-one return flight ticket deal (Rousse)

After rejecting membership of a new running club, and the designs by a pair of old women for our new bathroom, TPR and I walked up to the Australian embassy to organise a day return trip to the other side … Continue reading

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