Tag Archives: TPR

Dunbar clears the sea for water tractor (Rousse)

On a Friday at the height of summer, day trippers gathered at the coast in Dunbar to sunbathe and swim in the North Sea. I passed KT laying out a blanket in a suntrap on the grass as I made … Continue reading

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Kidnapped kept woman (Rousse)

I was kidnapped twice. On each occasion my kidnapper was one of my former drama teachers. The first time TPR rescued me and took me to live in his white-washed bungalow in the countryside. Then one day I made the … Continue reading

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Dinner with the Beckhams (Rousse)

‘You need to be ready at 6:30pm for David to pick us up for our evening with the Beckhams’, I said to TPR – just loud enough for everyone in the queue to hear me. Many heads turned to see … Continue reading

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Mobility scooter road hog emigrates to Canada (Rousse)

TPR finally confessed that he had been unfaithful to me for years, having slept with numerous women from the very start of his career. I was not entirely surprised, but it was a real shock that he was leaving me … Continue reading

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Escape from the giant drag queen monster (Rousse)

TPR scooped me up into his arms to carry me and run for our lives. Eventually there was sufficient distance between us and the monster: an eight foot, heavily made up, bald, drag queen with red flashing eyes primed to … Continue reading

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Naked swimmer’s shame (Rousse)

TPR was about to bring even more shame upon us. After our long swim downstream, he hauled himself out of the river in the middle of a densely populated American city, peeled off his wetsuit, and declared that it was … Continue reading

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The draw of Guatemala (Rousse)

The garden of my great-grandparents’ house was crammed with people I knew, from TPR’s sunbathing ex-colleagues to my board gaming PhD students. The latter group was my target. I promised them the full experience of the mess and quirkiness of … Continue reading

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Flood, theft, and burglary (Rousse)

It rained so heavily that the entire garden turned into a massive, muddy, swamp. Our tandem was stolen in front of our very eyes. When I stepped out of bed onto the rough surface of an inferior replacement for our … Continue reading

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Wool and sheep, sex and turkeys (Rousse)

TPR and I were checking (a) the stream that was coursing all the way from the pond to under our bedroom window, and (b) the encroachment of teenagers on our property as they partied in the catacombs beneath the Edinburgh … Continue reading

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Bars, cocaine, prostitutes, tattoos – and a gargoyle (Rousse)

He was staying out all night in dodgy bars, snorting coke, and seeing prostitutes, but it was the tattoos that really marked the end of my marriage to TPR. The first was a patterned band located beside his watch strap, … Continue reading

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