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

Posted on April 24, 2018 by

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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A messy office Christmas party followed by seaside coffee and cake in Aberdeen (Rousse)

Posted on March 18, 2018 by

A mixture of colleagues from all stages of my career came to the staff Christmas party. These included: my old boss JH; the wife and eldest daughter of my old office-mate SM; current colleagues DB and LD; a tall, skinny, … Continue reading →

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Dangerous driving at the McDonalds drive thru (Rousse)

Posted on February 2, 2018 by

My American friend was showing off big time. When she saw the McDonalds drive-thru at the top of the peak she revved the engine and set off at full speed, almost taking out an ambulance on the way up the … Continue reading →

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A boyfriend returns (Rousse)

Posted on January 2, 2018 by

KA danced at the bottom of the staircase in a fluffy pink bolero. One year ago she hardly mentioned AO. Now he was here too. Afterwards we went for a walk. KA’s daughter R was ahead of us, alone and … Continue reading →

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Sad and lonely at the seaside (Rousse)

Posted on November 29, 2017 by

I was lonely on the beach and looking for company (when not almost losing my Blackberry in the water when the tide came in). I looked through pub and café doors in the hope of finding someone I knew. All … Continue reading →

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Party hostess revives the dead (Rousse)

Posted on November 17, 2016 by

NP hosted the most fabulous parties in her enormous kitchen (about the size of our hall). Amongst her guests was my Granny H, brought back from the dead specially to entertain me. Afterwards (as we drank the complimentary orange juice … Continue reading →

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Never trust an ice-skater (Rousse)

Posted on August 19, 2016 by

All this time I had occupied the same office and never appreciated that at the far end there was a café, a cinema and an ice rink. Some of the ice-skaters looked a bit shifty. I would need to lock … Continue reading →

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