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London submerged under floods (Rousse)

I stood on the bridge over the “road” and marvelled at the swollen river that had forced a course through central London. It was now impossible to tell what was the Thames and what was not. Although everyone had been … Continue reading

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Puppet maker passenger puts her trust in the professor (Rousse)

Stuck in traffic, I noticed a woman with a baby on her lap at the bus window. Seated towards the back of the ground floor of the bus, and almost level with us, she was the spitting image of JS. … Continue reading

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Commercial opportunity for a copy shop chain (Rousse)

I ran across the road, narrowly avoiding oncoming traffic from the right, to reach the bus stop before the arrival of the number 11. Although it was a Sunday, the bus was packed. Most of the passengers were on the … Continue reading

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Blipfoto photography genius (Rousse)

JT wanted me to get involved in a new project at Blipfoto, so I travelled over to his house in Glasgow to meet him. CI joined us later. JT gave me a pile of leaflets and brochures made from the … Continue reading

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A visit to the Indigo bed and breakfast (Rousse)

The Indigo bed and breakfast was in Cunningsburgh, Shetland. TPR had dumped the bike elsewhere so we caught the bus to the village. Once again I was astonished at the reach of service of Lothian Buses. We asked for directions … Continue reading

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Bus cliff fall accident (Rousse)

Out walking one day I came across an elderly couple beside the cliff edge. A bus drove by, ran over the verge, and tumbled into the sea. I nearly followed.

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Highland tattoo confession (Rousse)

I woke up cold on the floor of our tatty bed and breakfast room, with TPR five feet away tucked up cosy in bed. At least this proved that I’d slept. It was the last day of our holiday and … Continue reading

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Fare dodging on the buses (Rousse)

We didn’t have enough change to make up the £6.40 that we needed for the two bus fares. To make up the difference TPR and I gathered up piles of foreign currency, some unusual ochre-coloured coppers, and a mix of … Continue reading

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Secret family members save Rousse from deadly double decker

None of our business colleagues seated at the conference dinner in Darlington had any idea of our secret: no longer divorced, TPR and I had remarried in secret. Instead all eyes were fixed on Tim Atkinson, showing off as usual … Continue reading

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Rousse’s rubbish reunion

This was the most peculiar of university reunions. First the woman across the table congratulated me on another successful event. “I didn’t organise this!” I responded. (I secretly added “Had I been in charge this would have amounted to far … Continue reading

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