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An abandoned banana baby (Rousse)

The Pitlochry guest house was not to my tastes at all. The proprietor behaved as if she was everyone’s best friend, but I could see through her act. All that interested her was the fastest means of extracting as much … Continue reading

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Tom Binns, Kev F Sutherland, a trip on the Titanic, and a disputed thesis (Rousse)

Tom Binns was in the pub enjoying a lunchtime drink with my colleague KC. I interrupted their conversation to invite Tom Binns to lunch with me during the Edinburgh Fringe. She (for Tom Binns is really a woman) was reluctant … Continue reading

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Husband is master of disguise (Rousse)

I was finding it hard work entertaining our dinner guests when TPR kept disappearing from the table for long periods of time. He would have enjoyed the company of my school friend MG, if only they had been there simultaneously. … Continue reading

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War Horse is “rubbish” (Rousse)

The first act of War Horse was tedious beyond belief. Why had we forked out fifty quid each to watch such a load of rubbish?

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Sarah Millican breeds the Beatles with Beethoven (Rousse)

I laughed like a drain at Sarah Millican’s joke. The concept of a musical act called the “Beatlehovens” was pure genius.

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PhD student pantomime is a joke (Rousse)

I despaired at the early rehearsals of the PhD pantomime. The acting was truly terrible, and now the students hoped that I would save the day by playing the role of the lead villain. My contribution was pathetic. Only my … Continue reading

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Daring Danish rescue attempt ends with death (Rousse)

I’d only met C in real life once before. Since our brief encounter earlier in the year all our recent contact had been online, where C’s alias was A. He’d agreed to pass on some photography hints to TPR so … Continue reading

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