Monthly Archives: May 2018

Sweet shoes for Belle

My new shoes were made out of puff pastry.

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Martha Kearney and the no knickers interview for Women’s Hour (Rousse)

At the end of the interview Martha Kearney asked me to wait while she fetched something to cover me up. She returned with a beautiful royal blue cashmere coat. ‘We can’t have you sitting around the studio half-naked’ she explained. … Continue reading

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Veronica’s intimate bedroom raid (Rousse)

As usual we were hosting a horde over the weekend. From the bedroom I could hear TPR joking with our guests in the kitchen, telling hilarious tales of our various recent exploits. At first I assumed that he was mentioning … Continue reading

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Cerys Matthews, fortune teller (Belle)

My friend told me I should walk to Brewer Street where I would find ‘adorable and affordable’ dresses.  However, along the way I joined a queue to have my fortune read by Cerys Matthews.  Cerys was standing behind a counter … Continue reading

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A flying visit to Nine Mile Burn (Rousse)

JM gave me very little time to consider the sense of his suggestion. ‘Just hold my hand tight, and everything will be fine’ he instructed. Then we jumped the twenty feet from the balcony into the school hall below. JM … Continue reading

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Lost and found on the London Underground (Rousse)

I was forever finding and losing people on the London tube. One day, for example, I spotted my O level history teacher Mrs T travelling in the opposite direction on the moving walkway. Then I ran into a girl from … Continue reading

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Smoke, sausages, and exclusion (Rousse)

It was impossible to disguise that I was an middle class English woman, and did not belong in a Northern Irish Protestant working men’s club. However, my hosts were keen for me to witness the atmosphere in the smoke-filled bar, … Continue reading

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‘Between the servers’ dancing to the Smiths at Spotify HQ in Sweden (Rousse)

I discovered the twenty-first century equivalent of Saturday loitering in HMV. This was to spend the afternoon between the enormous file servers at Spotify’s headquarters in Sweden, dancing to the entire repertoire of the Smiths.

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Rob Brydon kiss and tell (Rousse)

I knew that Rob Brydon was in town for the Edinburgh Film Festival, but had not anticipated that he would forsake the celeb parties in favour of popping down the road to pay us a visit. He embraced me in … Continue reading

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Breaking bad in Edinburgh (Rousse)

I finally gave into Jesse Pinkman’s pleading, picked up the silver automatic Volvo at Picardy Place, and accepted the stolen mobile phone. We would cook with Badger in an empty house off Pilrig Street. For the time being it was … Continue reading

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