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A bigamist and big birds with red breasts (Rousse)

I married my husband’s niece in a small but intimate ceremony with most of my in-laws in attendance. None of the family thought it odd that I was committing bigamy. Even I had convinced myself that it was permissible to … Continue reading

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A maniac mother Volvo driver and a missing party invitation (Rousse)

I clung on for dear life in the front passenger seat as my mother drove like a maniac along the Roman roads. She was showing off to FR, who was sitting in the back of the Volvo. My last attempt … Continue reading

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Contaminated vodka jellies and an unwanted lover (Rousse)

My sister J and I shared the same wedding day. One would be married in the afternoon, and the other in the evening. The vodka jellies to be served to our guests were less appetising after I watched a waiter … Continue reading

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Secrets between friends (Rousse)

DJ and AJ had supposedly downsized to a modern house on the mainland. When we visited their new place, however, we found that they were now living in a gorgeous mansion furnished almost entirely with Chinese antiques. We had clearly … Continue reading

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A winning wedding combo (Rousse)

MSB and I were famous: she for her fabulous gown designs; I for my witty wedding speeches. Whether or not they were our clients, brides-to-be queued for hours for autographs and selfies with us. They were terribly excited at the … Continue reading

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Toby the splint boy (Belle)

I was changing clothes on the Wedding Express train when I read the headline: “Toby the splint-boy dead” Although I couldn’t remember who Toby the splint-boy was, I realised the whole nation would mourn.

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A PhD bigamist (Rousse)

I married one of my PhD students in a secret ceremony. Indeed it was so secret that I didn’t even attend the wedding. Several years later I was finally facing up to this misdemenour. Soon I would confess all to … Continue reading

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