Tag Archives: Belle

Belle the librarian serves Rousse the criminal (Rousse)

Posted on April 27, 2018 by

It was a tough route up the concrete staircase in the cold to the main library of Birmingham City University, but so worth the struggle to be greeted by squeals of joy from Belle, on duty at the main enquiry … Continue reading →

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A wedding dress fashion for fur (Rousse)

Posted on February 18, 2018 by

‘My’ bride was a beautiful teenage African girl. She wore a tight-fitting white gown decorated with soft animal fur. I was so proud when she paraded with all the others, not least because she really was the belle of the … Continue reading →

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Belle and Rousse to reunite (Rousse)

Posted on November 8, 2017 by

Belle plotted to return to her old job and arrange for me to join her. I explained that I would need at least a year to prepare for my return to London. There was the small issue of my degree … Continue reading →

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A compromise husband and security failure (Rousse)

Posted on March 27, 2017 by

I needed a new husband. David looked like he might fit the bill. He was young, kind, had a good job in student services at the University, and seemed willing to go along with this plan. (However, he had fair … Continue reading →

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England v Sweden: where to watch the match (Rousse)

Posted on May 26, 2015 by

Belle and I debated where we should spend our evening together. The final choice depended on who won the football. We really wanted to be with the fans of the victors, whether or not England beat Sweden.

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Starlight Express on Ice: an unpopular option (Rousse)

Posted on March 1, 2014 by

Belle flicked through the laminated pages of a brochure that advertised Starlight Express on ice. “Would you like to come?” she suggested wickedly, in full knowledge that I detested such nonsense. I did not respond, but instead left her to … Continue reading →

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Rousse’s conference humiliation

Posted on January 18, 2011 by

I should have known not to ask Belle how she was. The stress of conference planning was all too evident in her manic facial expressions. Now I’d given her full rein to reel off an unnecessarily detailed response about the … Continue reading →

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