Category: Journal

Actually gave a version of this best man’s toast at my best friend’s wedding.

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A young girl’s best friend

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The local predators are getting bold.

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I am posting it here so it reaches a larger audience. Besides, I think UKAuthors is the place where changing a fixed mindset is also encouraged.

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WEDNESDAY We had a morning at home as Rosa came to the aid of my knees last night and insisted that today would contain only one outing. It really is true that arthritis is worse in damp weather rather than in cold. This week the thaw has set in and my knees are aware of it. I spent a couple

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part 15

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Our hosts tonight are Rabfail’s elder brother and his wife. He was wounded in the war and retired. She is beautiful even in old age with steel caps on her teeth. Breakfast included ponchiki (a sort of hot fresh bun) – delicious with butter and honey. The others all went off to fetch water or feed animals but I was

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This is the beginning of a section that is too long for one part as it covers several days in the Tatar republic with Rabfail’s family, starting with the journey there. FRIDAY Today we took it easy.. While I slept and breakfasted peacefully Rabfail went to return our tickets, send telegrams and buy tickets to go to his brother’s place.

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Here is part 12. Hopefully no typos. THURSDAY We got up, had a quick breakfast and left in no panic. We stood at the bus stop for quite some time and then on a crowded bus for over an hour. It stopped for ages with some problem. At five to eight I asked Rabfail when we were supposed to be

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part 11 TUESDAY For once we ‘отдыхали спокойно а не активно’ (rested peacefully and not actively). I partly packed another suitcase with carefully stowed ill-gotten gains. I shall have to go through the red zone at Harwich and declare my vodka but I’ve managed so far to restrain Rabfail from giving me too many things the export of which is

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