Bare bottom disgrace (Rousse)

Princes Street was brimming with brides in town for wedding shows. Fortunately none paid any attention to me, struggling to cover my bare bottom with a pair of big white pants. There was, however, one person who was rude to me. She called out that I was a ‘disgrace to humanity’.

From Princes Street I caught the bus to Corstorphine, intent on arriving in time for a meeting at Queen Margaret College. It was only after some time wandering the streets of this Edinburgh suburb that I remembered that the campus had switched to Musselburgh in 2004.

On the other side of town, BM – who I thought was a lecturer – spent his days on campus behind a reception desk fielding queries fired at him by undergraduate students.

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s