Tag Archives: TPR

Brand new bike giveaway (Rousse)

A woman opened the shed door, pulled out my bike, and rode away on it. TPR explained that he had given it away to her because I hadn’t been using it. ‘That’s because it is winter’, I responded, doing all … Continue reading

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Lost in the Paris RER (Rousse)

I lost TPR and LF in the maze of a Paris RER station on our way back to the main venue of the incentive holiday.  When they boarded the train heading in the right direction, I went the opposite way. … Continue reading

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Washington and back in a day (Rousse)

TPR couldn’t wait for the delivery of his computer part so he flew to Washington and back in a single day. This seemed rather excessive to me, especially since the value of the part was only £3.

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Bob Mortimer and a goth girl threesome (Rousse)

I spotted Bob Mortimer in the huge audience at another comedian’s anniversary retrospective. At the start of the performance he sat in his seat just like everyone else. However, after a few minutes I noticed that he was running from … Continue reading

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Moth escape (Rousse)

TPR and I were halfway across town when we realised that we had abandoned our elderly charge at home without leaving details of our whereabouts. We made an about turn and rushed back to the house, praying that she had … Continue reading

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Sara the stranger (Rousse)

The extra member of our book group was DM’s new mentee: a large woman called Sara. From now onwards, she would meet DM three hours before the start of our meetings, then join the rest of us for the dinner … Continue reading

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Last minute kitchen disco (Rousse)

Our dinner guests had left, and I was about to turn in for the night when the doorbell rang. Into the flat piled a horde of old ECM friends, desperate to party. TPR had invited them over just a few … Continue reading

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My father’s ghost (Rousse)

My deceased father and I chatted at the garden table as the sun was setting. My anxiety about our meeting increased as darkness fell. Soon we’d need to retreat inside. How could I keep him away from my mother? He … Continue reading

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Queen Elizabeth II’s candlestick (Rousse)

RJH and TPR stole a white-painted wood candlestick stamped ERII from one of the royal family’s residences. I was very ashamed of the pair of them.

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