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A body transformation and a new lifestyle (Rousse)

Outside London Olympia, Belle and I bumped into XX. In the decade or so since we last saw him, he’d undergone a complete transformation. We admired his golden tan, blond bob, and beautifully shaped eyebrows. We also guessed that he … Continue reading

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The botox beauty of the Home Counties (Rousse)

I’d been in my parents’ house some time before my sister J eventually came downstairs to greet me. When she made her grand entrance she was barely recognisable, dressed in a tiny pair of denim jeans and a pale blue … Continue reading

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The extraordinary habits of men (Rousse)

As a guest of the convent I was let into an astonishing secret: at least half the sisters were really brothers! Grey-bearded men applied in great numbers to undergo the transformation. Each entered a blue and white striped tent as … Continue reading

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Transformation on Tayside train (Rousse)

The train crossed the River Tay, took a sharp right in the direction of Dundee, then suddenly veered off the track to avoid a herd of deer. Somehow it managed to jump back onto the track again almost immediately afterwards. … Continue reading

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Radiation transforms terrier into reptile (Rousse)

Over the summer I used Branxton as my base, and popped into Berwick High School periodically to use the facilities there for completing my project. The house was still full of interesting artefacts associated with my maternal ancestors, including trophies … Continue reading

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A bigamist and a boy (Rousse)

I checked in to the Novotel St Pancras and geared myself up for a 48-hour marriage marathon, of which I wholeheartedly disapproved. My sister J was still dithering over who to choose as her groom, having conveniently forgotten that she … Continue reading

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