Tag Archives: gathering

A flying visit to Nine Mile Burn (Rousse)

JM gave me very little time to consider the sense of his suggestion. ‘Just hold my hand tight, and everything will be fine’ he instructed. Then we jumped the twenty feet from the balcony into the school hall below. JM … Continue reading

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Sad and lonely at the seaside (Rousse)

I was lonely on the beach and looking for company (when not almost losing my Blackberry in the water when the tide came in). I looked through pub and cafĂ© doors in the hope of finding someone I knew. All … Continue reading

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An iPhone snapped in two (Rousse)

I unexpectedly found myself free one afternoon so I took a walk across the Meadows to photograph the flowers. There I found a huge gathering – mainly of women – at a celebration hosted by the University of Edinburgh. JS … Continue reading

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What (not) to wear to your reunion (Rousse)

My mother-in-law told us that she was “just popping out” so why had she left us for hours with nothing to do other than put away the dishes? Eventually we gave up on her and caught a lift to the … Continue reading

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How to write a novel: Rousse explains her strategy to imposter “Dave”

“Dave” claimed that he was a veteran of the Edinburgh Coffee Morning, and old friends with “Andy”. I couldn’t ever remember seeing this Dave at the Friday gatherings before, and on close questioning he couldn’t come up with a surname … Continue reading

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Resurrectionists active in the north east (Rousse)

TPR had developed a process to bring the dead back to life. So now I found myself in a bar in Hexham chatting to both my grandmothers and my great-great auntie S, plus other assorted relations (officially still alive). Unfortunately … Continue reading

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