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Trip to fishing tackle shop trumps rapids ride (Rousse)

For all this time my parents had believed that they couldn’t walk very far, yet here they were heading home to England from Poitiers in France by foot. My mother even managed to carry a heavy shopping bag in one … Continue reading

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Salmon fishing in Scotland, and disability in the animal kingdom (Rousse)

We’d already reached Fife by the time that I summoned up the courage to admit to JK that I’d forgotten to pack any socks to wear with my wellies. “Well, I suppose I could buy some in Braemar?” I suggested. … Continue reading

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Rousse pays homage to shark-wrestling Finnish immigrant

It was a bad day: I lost my shoes (black patent leather Mary Janes), mislaid my headphones, and couldn’t face a bare-footed music-less walk home. To my rescue came Professor JM. She offered me a lift down the A1 with … Continue reading

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Camels and elephants spotted in British coastal waters (Rousse)

Although it had become rather shabby, so far there had been no good reason to redecorate the rooms at the back of our flat. The kitchen was serviceable (provided that you remembered that the hob on the oven could never … Continue reading

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Nigella Lawson versus Gordon Ramsey, and information retrieval with Winnie the Pooh (Rousse)

The terms “August” and “camping” go well together. However, when the word “Scotland” is thrown into the same sentence, a small alarm bell should sound in your brain. Unfortunately TPR and I were so delighted when my sister J and … Continue reading

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Belle multitasks

After accidentally joining in with a roller-skating crocodile of commuters, and admiring some pretty factories, I was leafing through a book called The fishing communities of New Hampshire (when really I was trying to remember the name ‘Munich’).

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