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Husband upgrade production line uncovered (Rousse)

We somehow herded all three dogs through town and back to the house, even though none was wearing a lead. TPR and I were still doubting our decision to bring a vicious Rottweiler, a nippy Jack Russell, and a scruffy … Continue reading

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Kitting out the man cave (Rousse)

The basement man cave was almost ready. I was really looking forward to clearing the upstairs study’s shelves of all of GC’s aviation and DIY books so that I could make the emptied room mine (all mine). I already had … Continue reading

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Rousse prepares breakfast

I busied myself making bacon sandwiches in the upstairs kitchen of the White House.

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Mid-afternoon okey cokey fun ruined by Restoration battle vandal (Rousse)

TPR and his two friends knew that before long the enemy would come over the hill. The three of them anticipated hand-to-hand combat, and were prepared. I was terrified, but at least I had an escape route through the attic … Continue reading

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A nightclub, a gift shop, and plastic surgery secrets (Rousse)

I didn’t normally frequent nightclubs, but TPR was away and I wasn’t going to stay in on a Saturday night. I jumped into a taxi with three young men, muttered an apology for hitching this free ride, and travelled with … Continue reading

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