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Wear fur and wool to beat the winter office blues (Rousse)

LJ was so cold that she had turned invisible. The only reason we knew that she in the office and curled around the radiator was the direction from which we could hear her voice. Back in my own room I … Continue reading

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A tale of two journeys (Rousse)

One minute I was wrapped in furs, slipping through a sparkling wintry landscape in an open sleigh discussing the merits (or not) of daughters with regional accents. Next I was on the East Coast train service, squashed up against French … Continue reading

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From student accommodation in Sheffield to unwelcome attention in the garden (Rousse)

I left the conference with a PhD student who was also heading north. She offered me a bed for the night in her student house in Sheffield, which I willingly accepted – and then instantly regretted as we walked through … Continue reading

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Mammal or amphibian? The curious case of the “salamander” (Rousse)

The four-legged creature was the size of a small labrador and sported the most beautiful brown multi-toned short fur coat. At first glance it looked like a dog, but it didn’t exhibit dog-like behaviour: it had no curiosity whatsoever, and … Continue reading

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Sad of fate of seal fur teddy left on train (Rousse)

Somewhere south of Northallerton the train ground to a halt, the carriage fell dark, and the guard called to the passengers to climb out to the track as fast as they could. I grabbed my green handbag and laptop bag, … Continue reading

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David Tennant dons disguise for Dr Who day visits (Rousse)

The timelord had landed. I knew this because I heard a clatter of footsteps as the Doctor and his crew descended the steps to our basement flat. David Tennant had made some effort to disguise himself by blackening his face, … Continue reading

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Peep Show’s Super Hans seeks new recruits to his “Moonys” cult (Rousse)

It was a huge journey from Prague overland, but I eventually made it back to the UK – even though I was minus my pale green fake fur coat, lost by a fat middle-aged woman at a ball in Austria. … Continue reading

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