Tag Archives: TPR

A Lake District escape (Rousse)

One minute I was lying next to my gorgeous cousin N. The next I was a kidnap victim, crushed into the back of a car heading for the Lake District. A strangely-shaped man, who had obviously raided my rucksack, squashed … Continue reading →

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John Fisher, his mistress, football, and cake (Rousse)

My lover was John Fisher, a tiny teenage Hearts supporter. I met him on London Road, where we intended to catch the bus to the Hearts ground at Tynecastle. Unfortunately John’s pocket money would not stretch to the bus fare … Continue reading →

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Edinburgh airport attractions (Rousse)

The latest attractions at Edinburgh Airport were a prehistoric carving of a horse’s head, and a tightrope challenge that hung across a muddy stream. I was most interested in the former, and TPR in the latter.

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Abingdon secrets (Rousse)

Abingdon would hardly have been my choice for a weekend away, but TPR was determined that this would be the perfect venue to relax for a couple of days. He was also completely unaware that this was where my ex-boyfriend … Continue reading →

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David Tennant dons disguise for Dr Who day visits (Rousse)

The timelord had landed. I knew this because I heard a clatter of footsteps as the Doctor and his crew descended the steps to our basement flat. David Tennant had made some effort to disguise himself by blackening his face, … Continue reading →

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Temptations of a topless dancer (Rousse)

DB took to booking basement bars for wild parties on weekday afternoons. I always enjoyed these – until the day that TPR decided that the semi-naked LB was a more exciting dancing partner than me.

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London runner saved by the kindness of strangers (Rousse)

TPR ran ahead of me, clearly appalled at my lack of athleticism. If that was how he felt, I would just give up. I stopped for a while and read the discarded Argos catalogue that I picked out of the … Continue reading →

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Fireworks set off at once by grumpy party host (Rousse)

TPR never wanted to host this party and it showed. He put very little effort into the preparations, even though the numbers invited created a lot of extra work. We even promised fireworks. We felt obliged to open up the … Continue reading →

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The beach body (Rousse)

When we first arrived at our exotic Caribbean holiday destination I identified the poolside as the spot where we would spend most of the week. However, we were soon drawn to the beach from where everyone watched the huge waves … Continue reading →

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Leads left behind (Rousse)

I was enjoying the beautiful sunset over the Atlantic from the Isle of Lewis west coast train line when TPR suddenly announced that he had forgotten the pack the leads to the MacBook Air, the iPad and the iPhone. They … Continue reading →

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