Tag Archives: Edinburgh

An audience with James Herriot (Rousse)

When I heard the exciting news that the guest speaker was James Herriot (or, more precisely, James Alfred Wight) I altered my plans so that I could stay a bit longer at Sighthill and meet the famous veterinary surgeon turned … Continue reading

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How to get your life back on track (Rousse)

This was our first free weekend in months so what was I doing calling my cousin EB and inviting her to stay? And why were TPR and I haring along Edinburgh’s George Street in our pyjamas at 06:00am? We certainly … Continue reading

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Davina McCall and a husband hunt (Rousse)

I bumped into Davina McCall outside St Mary’s Cathedral on a buzzing Friday night in Edinburgh. She asked what I was up to just as my tall, handsome, fireman, pop star date, greeted me with a big kiss. I could … Continue reading

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An illogical trip to Birmingham (Rousse)

I popped out of our Broughton Street tenement and down to the corner shop. I needed some extra milk because AMcN and her husband PP had just rung to say that they wanted to take a break on their journey … Continue reading

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Tom Skelton’s one-man show, a dress from Woolworths, Dave Eggers, and icing penguins (Rousse)

Although by mid-September the Edinburgh Fringe was well and truly over, a few acts had stayed in town to try their luck with the locals and last of the summer tourists. Tom Skelton of Racing Minds was still performing his … Continue reading

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Travelling in style in the Scottish borders: by magic carpet (Rousse)

My family was driving me nuts so I took off in my car to the Borders as a form of escape. When it was time to return to Edinburgh I regretted the distance that I had driven. It was such … Continue reading

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Bomb drops over Edinburgh New Town (Rousse)

We turned the corner of London Street and found Drummond Place in complete darkness. There was a huge roar overhead and dozens of police officers rushed along the pavement. We heard the retaliation bomb screech as it dropped from the … Continue reading

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