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A Lake District escape (Rousse)

One minute I was lying next to my gorgeous cousin N. The next I was a kidnap victim, crushed into the back of a car heading for the Lake District. A strangely-shaped man, who had obviously raided my rucksack, squashed … Continue reading

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A crush on a younger man (Rousse)

I knew that S had fancied me for years. I used to think that he was too young for me, but over time he had matured, and now I found him rather attractive, especially now that he wore his dark … Continue reading

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London runner saved by the kindness of strangers (Rousse)

TPR ran ahead of me, clearly appalled at my lack of athleticism. If that was how he felt, I would just give up. I stopped for a while and read the discarded Argos catalogue that I picked out of the … Continue reading

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Black M&S knickers laundered for the overworked academic (Rousse)

It was inevitable that I would eventually just give in to my workload and move onto campus. My new “home” was a small space at the end of a bench of computers in a noisy student lab: we had words … Continue reading

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An untidy wife and a dirty neighbour (Rousse)

I chased TPR into the spare bedroom to see what he was up to. Why was he wearing the pale grey suit that he bought back in 1983? Whatever was he doing trying to squeeze his big feet into the … Continue reading

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Graffiti vandal cites Linnaeus’ Species Plantarum (1753) as defence (Rousse)

The back hallway looked so much smarter after TPR painted the walls pale green. A further improvement was the list of garden tasks that I wrote up in blue felt pen on a patch of wall to the right of … Continue reading

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Packing advice: don’t forget your bread knife (Rousse)

I would have loved to have been a full team member for the project cooked up by IS and MG, but my role ended up to be more of an observer than that of a full participant. At best, my … Continue reading

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A mismanaged meeting and three glug jugs (Rousse)

I raced as fast as I could to the meeting. AC and JB were in hot pursuit, not far behind me. As I suspected, the A6 to Penrith was closed so we had to take a quick diversion to reach … Continue reading

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Friday night in the caravan (Rousse)

This was the most depressing of Friday nights. We were packed into a static caravan the size of a railway carriage, not far from Quartermile. I’d been here before when it had been used as emergency accommodation for undergraduates at … Continue reading

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Rousse is looked after by Leandro

The weather was terrible and I was miles away from home – but I was being looked after by a bearded Leandro who sang to me between kisses 🙂

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