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A disappointing kiss and book jacket design by nightmare (Belle)

Travelling by steam train to the seaside, I met a Chris Packham-esque naturalist and poet who seemed to like me. At one point, on a fire escape, he said “…shall we share saliva?” and I said “What, you want me … Continue reading

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The PhD cheat (Rousse)

‘Why have you recently made so much progress on writing up your PhD?’ barked the professor at the cowering student, as if this was a terrible crime. The student looked at me from across the table, and I turned to … Continue reading

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Standard Life National Library staff insult published author (Rousse)

Standard Life sponsored the National Library. As such, all employees were both librarians and insurance brokers. I was in the library one day trying to get the last couple of pieces of information that I needed to complete a journal … Continue reading

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Moomin stationery encounter (Rousse)

I met the author of a relatively well-known academic web site in a shop that sold Moomin stationery. I was disappointed that she had never heard of me, even when I told her my Twitter handle.

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Morningside’s mathematics expert (Rousse)

Putting my super-sleuth skills to good use, I determined that the Schnauzer owner that I had met online was a retired teacher from Morningside, and the author of the maths textbook Let’s fix it.

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Homeless bed down in library lift (Rousse)

I thought that I would help BP out by collecting his finished job from the Print Room and taking it up to the meeting. The problem was that I was unfamiliar with the lift system on campus. I couldn’t work … Continue reading

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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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Ian Rankin’s muse (Rousse)

I watched the final scene of the latest Ian Rankin novel to be dramatised on BBC television. His broken back mended, the young boy was reunited with his father just beneath Arthur’s Seat in Edinburgh’s Holyrood Park. It was only … Continue reading

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When an interactive workshop goes wrong (Rousse)

This five day interactive workshop was not delivering creative ideas as anticipated. The participants were merely going through the motions of the exercises that they were set, and appeared to have no interest whatsoever in forming research relationships with one … Continue reading

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French flood wipes out village (Rousse)

My mother and I lived in a log cabin in the upper section of a rural French village. During the day she worked in the cinema further down the valley, quite close to the river and the lake. My daily … Continue reading

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