Tag Archives: Birmingham

Contini kidnap (Rousse)

We were all (including toddler JJ) squeezed around a big square table in Contini George Street, Edinburgh when a huge red-headed man in a kilt marched into the restaurant. He looked like an extra from Outlander. Most of us supposed … Continue reading

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Belle and Rousse to reunite (Rousse)

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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Katie Hopkins on University Challenge (Rousse)

‘Katie Hopkins? Katie Hopkins on University Challenge?’ I asked. ‘Yes’, replied HJ, ‘Representing Birmingham University’. This was all related to me on a Scottish beach where, by complete coincidence, was gathered an array of my undergraduate friends. Here I also … Continue reading

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Hello to Jason Isaacs- twice (Belle)

While scrambling across the Victorian rooftops alongside the train line into London Bridge, Jason Isaacs and I began to exchange witticisms in a very strong Birmingham accent. ┬áStrangely we both found the experience romantic – and erotic. Days later, we … Continue reading

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An ‘executive home’ in Birmingham (Rousse)

On a complete whim we bought a modern ‘executive home’ on a main road in a northern suburb of Birmingham. Since we couldn’t afford to run two houses in two different countries, we cut our ties with the beautiful city … Continue reading

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Signs of an affair (Rousse)

A new pair of shoes, a sharp suit, contact lenses, and a mooted move back to Birmingham? What was TPR up to? It was only when I found myself semi-naked on George Street, Edinburgh – wearing just a pair of … Continue reading

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A secret phone, a hidden four poster bed, a hard-to-reach dinner venue, and prostitutes (Rousse)

The location of my sister’s holiday house was unclear. It could have been North Northumberland, London or Birmingham. Whatever its location, it was much bigger than I imagined. My school friend Phil soon lost count of how many beds had … Continue reading

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