Tag Archives: fish

Action-packed Pitlochry (Rousse)

BR was busy organising meetings to address his latest work predicament, my sister J was about to arrive in town at the invitation of her daughter A, and my deceased father was almost completely submerged in the water of Loch … Continue reading

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Fish hypnotism (Belle)

As I was being introduced to a stranger, my friend stage-whispered: “She participated in the International Catfish Hypnotism Championships last week”.

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A catering crisis on campus and a corpse (Rousse)

Keen to make a mark in her new role, the recently-appointed professor organised a one-day networking event on campus. I agreed to come along to support this short, dark-haired woman, and offered to bring a dish for the evening meal. … Continue reading

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Pink, fish-shaped swimming googles mistaken for lawyer (Rousse)

On day two of the work weekend away, I hoped to have an opportunity to wash my hiar. Instead I was paired up with two male colleagues, told that I would be sharing a bedroom with them later (they would … Continue reading

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Exotic tank life at the beach (Rousse)

Just above the beach, my mother and I came across an enormous fish tank stuffed with turtles and goldfish.

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Hooking a salmon in one cast (Rousse)

I walked along the river bank with my father. We saw a few people fishing, apparently without success. My father boasted ‘Watch me, I can pull one out with single cast’. He stepped down to the water, expertly sent his … Continue reading

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Prime Minister Boris Johnson lies about fish (Rousse)

Boris Johnston stuck his hand into the drawer of random cutlery and pulled out a flat four inch fish-shaped piece of steel. ‘Excellent, a Tudor fish knife!’ he declared. He was, of course, wrong. The metal might  have been fashioned … Continue reading

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Midges put off move to Lochinver (Rousse)

TPR and I took temporary accommodation in a Lochinver hotel. It wasn’t very suitable: whenever the tide came in, our room was flooded with sea water and the occasional fish; the bathroom was barely a cupboard; and poor security encouraged … Continue reading

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Two deaths for Daddy (Rousse)

Both the hospital and EasyDeath had lied. It was impossible that those ashes in the box on the mantelpiece were my father’s because here he was still clinging to life, looking for fish in a low river with my mother … Continue reading

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Helicopter hitchhiking in the Hebrides (Rousse)

TPR and I set off to walk the west coast of the islands of Harris and Lewis. TPR soon lost patience at my poor progress, so we agreed that he would go on ahead at his own pace, and I … Continue reading

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