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Travel by vegetable rack (Rousse)

My new mode of transport was a three foot tall, four-basket, vegetable rack on wheels. Travelling down Edinburgh’s Broughton Street at top speed on this splendid vehicle saved me twenty minutes a day. Sometimes I bounced along the pavement. As … Continue reading

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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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Rousse’s encounter with the England World Cup winners

I had to travel from Birmingham to London to check out the venue for the following day’s conference. While the others piled into cars and minibuses, I wandered around the car park regretting that I had not arranged a lift. … Continue reading

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Stocking-masked criminal and canine sidekick despatched into the night (Rousse)

My family members were still scattered around the house, lounging about and chatting, and ignoring my instructions to put on their coats and shoes in readiness for the trip out to the Edinburgh Fringe to see the Scottish Falsetto Sock … Continue reading

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Shetland’s craziest coach driver (Rousse)

We had both settled into our seats on the train on the way to the airport when I asked TPR what he had done with the suitcase. Although we’d both remembered our rucksacks as hand luggage, he’d forgotten to pick … Continue reading

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The shame of Jonathan Ross’ brother’s criminal career (Rousse)

My sister J was a criminal mastermind. Her two children served as the key members of her gang. My mentor – who would eventually become my partner provided that I proved myself – was one of Jonathan Ross’ brothers (although … Continue reading

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Graeme Garden’s elasticated stockings and a railway car chase (Rousse)

Graeme Garden sat opposite me in the waiting area at BBC Radio 4 reception. He was my host for the day. On the basis of my impressive track record of developing panel games, I’d been summoned to help create three … Continue reading

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Gothic novel dramatisation set to be one of the best films of 2011 (Rousse)

The elder of the two middle-aged sisters stirred in the cramped brass bed then stuck her left foot out from under the flowered eiderdown with a groan. She awoke with a loud complaint about the state of spinsterhood in Victorian … Continue reading

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David Cameron’s seven-pack centrefold – plus numerous other adventures, including one at Buckingham Palace (Rousse)

At first I was thrilled to be resident at Buckingham Palace. However, I hadn’t understood that once welcomed in, there was little prospect of getting out. I begged the security staff to show me the exit, explaining how much I … Continue reading

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