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Things to do in Paris (Rousse)

The 2:00am train to Paris from Edinburgh was packed. I lost SL and the boys in the crowd of passengers as soon as I boarded and ended up sitting on the floor in the last coach. Only much later on … Continue reading

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A tidy break-in (Rousse)

While I wheeled the abandoned black bicycle along the path, SC expressed her concern that she would not find a hairdresser open in St Andrews on a Sunday. She was wrong. A couple of hours later her silver locks were … Continue reading

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Toothless tigers roam Glasgow park (Rousse)

JM took my car keys and drove us both over to Glasgow. I asked whether he was insured to do this, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to take me to the park. The park was really beautiful. I … Continue reading

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New discoveries at the University of Manchester: puppies working as lift attendants, an immersive Star Trek game with daleks, and a man called Yeast (Rousse)

At last the time had come when I could take up my place at Manchester University on the Early English honours degree course. I wondered what it would be like going back into first year. I anticipated that essay writing … Continue reading

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Tickled by a ghost at a high school reunion (Rousse)

I was incredibly excited that 23rd August had come round so quickly. Whatever happened to all those weeks since the reunion plans were fixed in May? I walked into the school hall and the first people I saw were LA … Continue reading

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A weight-busting walk to Tom Robinson’s Stokesley (Rousse)

The only way to lose weight was to take more exercise. My new regime was ambitious: to walk the mountain route from the south of Scotland to North Yorkshire on a regular basis. I wasn’t the only one with this … Continue reading

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An unlikely pupil of Wellington College (Rousse)

A steady stream of teenage boys in bottle green aertex shirts passed me in the narrow corridor. I could tell that they were pupils of Wellington College from the words stitched in yellow embroidery just below their left collars. One … Continue reading

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