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The ginger squatters of Benfica (Belle)

I walked out of Goldsmiths College to take a walk. I bumped into a group of local red-haired squatters. They were riding red horses that were being led by red dogs. I stopped to chat with the group. They told … Continue reading

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Another restaurant fire on Edinburgh’s Broughton Street (Rousse)

A new restaurant was opening on Broughton Street in the space between the two cafés that had recently burnt down.  It was rumoured that the owners were trying to decide a name that would capture the notion that their place … Continue reading

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A hall of residence for horses (Rousse)

I stabled the grey mare in my new hall of residence bedroom with a degree of reluctance. First I was dubious as to the ‘legality’ of keeping a horse on campus. I also harboured concerns over my skills as a … Continue reading

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Horsepower (Rousse)

I clung onto the roof of the train carriage until I could bear the cold no longer, then embarked on the dangerous descent. It was difficult to drop to the road while the train was travelling at speed. Who knew … Continue reading

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Biking through Oxford with a purpose (Rousse)

I raced on my bike through the colleges of Oxford determined to catch up with TPR. I had two important things to tell him: I knew about all his affairs (including the recent one with MNX) and that he’d only … Continue reading

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Human horse travels uncomfortably across the Atlantic (Rousse)

Normally a seat in the second row on a transatlantic flight would mean plenty of leg room – perhaps even a bed – but not on this service. I was sitting directly behind a mother and a baby, both of … Continue reading

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How to dispose of a dead horse (Rousse)

Life on the streets was fine until the day that TPR and I accidentally killed a horse. How would we dispose of the body without drawing attention to our crime? The obvious answer was to burn it at a remote … Continue reading

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A drifting sea horse (Rousse)

The horse stood patiently on the red deck that was tethered to the end of the pier. Meanwhile, the horse’s owner struck up a conversation with us. Then came a gust of wind and the deck’s mooring broke loose. Within … Continue reading

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A mother on horseback and men holding hands (Rousse)

This I had to see: my mother on horseback. From a distance I observed that my sister was leading the two-horse hack, encouraging mother to whip her steed into action. The horses broke into a trot. Almost immediately my mother … Continue reading

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Rwandan driver leads travellers a merry dance over the sand dunes of Holy Island with a horse (Rousse)

After an enormous breakfast of smoked salmon and roast potatoes – some of which I had to put back in the fridge because I simply couldn’t manage it all – I caught the train south. My travelling companions were TPR, … Continue reading

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