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Limbless torsos in Speedos, a bare-breasted woman, children in litter disguise, and booklet giveaways in Morningside (Rousse)

I abandoned weeding a municipal planter on the southern outskirts of Edinburgh so that I could catch a 23 bus back into town and meet my mother on Colinton Road at 6:30pm, as previously agreed. The bus was frustratingly slow. … Continue reading

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Upmarket afternoon tea in Stockbridge (Rousse)

The Stockbridge salon owner tried to scuttle away when I walked in, but I made sure that she could not ignore me. She managed to squeeze out a chilly acknowledgement, then left me to one of her staff. I had … Continue reading

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The toilet roll guru of raving (Belle)

It was a dangerous city at night, yet here I was climbing over walls trying to find my coat and bag after an evening out. I was glad K from school was there to keep me safe. In the all … Continue reading

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Killer Brillo pads (Belle)

A student was showing me his paper-based Breakfast Survey which he was distributing to commuters at Brockley station. I challenged him, angrily: “So basically you’re simply asking people at which of the expensive cafes near the station they bought their … Continue reading

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A day out in London with a Dane, an impersonator, and a baby Belle (Rousse)

I had a day out with Belle in London. First she took me to the museum café where she treated me to a raspberry and ice cream fruit sundae. I ate it seated next to a Dane who told me … Continue reading

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Another restaurant fire on Edinburgh’s Broughton Street (Rousse)

A new restaurant was opening on Broughton Street in the space between the two cafés that had recently burnt down.  It was rumoured that the owners were trying to decide a name that would capture the notion that their place … Continue reading

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A hospital romance (Rousse)

The cancer ward proved a fertile hunting ground for a new husband. There I was courted by a tall dark French man. Meanwhile my mother patiently waited for me in the café.

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From garden wall antics in North Berwick to ballroom dancing at Glasgow Queen Street (Rousse)

I hoped that that those travelling in the morning traffic out of North Berwick towards the A1 and west into Edinburgh passed by at a sufficient speed not to notice our antics on a stranger’s garden wall. Afterwards we considered … Continue reading

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The drunkard and the dead dog of the depths (Rousse)

GG was so surprised to find me outside her house that she collapsed on the pavement in a heap before I even had a chance to greet her. When eventually she came to, she was delighted to meet me for … Continue reading

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A winning sausage conference submission, with citation indexes (Rousse)

EH and I felt obliged to attend the University research conference, even though much of the content was of little interest to us. On our arrival we could tell that many of our colleagues had ignored the event. This was … Continue reading

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