Monthly Archives: August 2016

Books, visitors, and plans for Christmas 2016 at the newly acquired guest house (Rousse)

The guest house was now in the hands of MB. This meant that there was a completely different library of old books from which to retrieve your reading material. I soon worked my way through modern literary fiction, but then … Continue reading

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A miracle landing, and donkeys and surfers in Stockon-on-Tees (Rousse)

Despite all the warnings BP, EH and I all elected to take a flight during the terror alert. I should not have been surprised when about an hour from our destination the cabin lights went out and the air supply … Continue reading

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Mostly unknowns at the online information relaunch (Rousse)

They tried to bring back the annual international online information meeting, but it just wasn’t the same. A couple of unknown academics from an equally unknown university were supposedly in charge. They didn’t seem to be coping very well. I … Continue reading

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A French affair (Rousse)

The only way to get into the French hall of residence was to balance on wobbly podiums attached to the outside of the building, then leap from there into the dodgy lift. Once inside the lift you had to perform … Continue reading

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Flour revenge (Rousse)

My sister criticised me for transporting flour. I took my revenge by tipping some over her head.

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A private sparkler candle display (Rousse)

I urged the others to hurry to the table. I’d set it with sparkler candles. At this rate I’d be the only one to see them in action.

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Cambridge encounter avoidance tactics (Rousse)

‘Cambridge’ I heard her say – with meaning. I looked up and saw that awful woman. I hadn’t expected to come across her again so soon after our first encounter, but here she was. This time I vowed to keep … Continue reading

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Making up for a deep offence (Rousse)

Someone at the party had deeply offended the oldest guests in attendance. Mr and Mrs S stormed out without saying goodbye. I had to do something! I chased them up Dundas Street to offer them a lift home.

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Marcus Brigstocke takes to the stage with mother and daughter duo (Rousse)

Marcus Brigstocke settled his mother and (possibly) his brother into seats in the front row, then took to the podium. ‘Gosh, he’s getting on a bit’, I thought, catching sight of his balding pate and observing his wider-than-last-time waistline. After … Continue reading

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The ugly pumpkin-headed baby (Rousse)

HR trotted down the steps with her boyfriend and their pumpkin-headed baby. Meanwhile HR’s Australian ex-boyfriend was lying on a sofa in our back room, complaining that he was lonely. We had to keep these people apart. I ran outside … Continue reading

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