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Drugs and Richard Dunbar (Rousse)

A small red-headed man walked into my bed and breakfast room and pushed aside all the work that I had laid out on the desk. Who was he? How dare he? Thank goodness I had already ditched the drugs sewn … Continue reading

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Daughter driven to drugs by parents’ divorce (Rousse)

Perhaps it was inevitable that G’s daughter turned to drugs now that her parents were in the throes of a bitter divorce.

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Preservation of a seventeenth century drugs hoard (Rousse)

DT danced down the hall to ‘oldies’ on my ancient iPhone 3. Then she boogied into the bathroom where she picked up a blister pack of tablets. ‘Oh, let’s try these!’ she called to WB. ‘Not so fast’ I said. … Continue reading

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Drugs for sale on school bus (Rousse)

On the top deck of the bus I showed everyone the drugs that I had acquired (and would sell) to enhance computer game playing performance.

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Panel deals drugs at University interview (Rousse)

I had been primed to ask the interview candidate about three publications that he used when teaching the Information Delivery module. One of these was co-authored by me, with the candidate himself. This was just one of the strange things … Continue reading

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Drugs and death at Tesco (Rousse)

I needed drugs. TPR told me that we could buy them over the counter at the supermarket. I wasn’t too sure of this, but felt it was worth a try, so I followed him out of the door and along … Continue reading

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Sharon the fine art vandal and a welcome Christmas gift (Rousse)

As she moved the pictures around our flat, the woman with long dark hair complained to me that she hated her name. I suggested that if she really wanted to do so, she could change it from Sharon to something … Continue reading

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Toilet drugs haul (Rousse)

I heard that there was “free stuff” in the men’s toilets. I hovered by the door and managed to catch a glimpse of the goods on a desk: a mix of pink 40th and 50th birthday cards, plus some pens … Continue reading

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Rousse’s unintended drug overdose

I was struggling to make sense of the huge American hotel and how to navigate my way up and down the building by escalator and lift. It was very obvious that I was a stranger here, so I was an … Continue reading

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How to survive the first week of term (Rousse)

My work life was falling to pieces: the only computer available to me for running a complex statistical package was an ancient XT; my first tutorial of the academic year lasted only 30 minutes because I hadn’t prepared enough material; … Continue reading

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