Tag Archives: London

Reality TV dating and the joy of comfy slippers (Belle)

I couldn’t shake off the film crew and it dawned on me that my entire date would be televised. I wandered from shop to shop in Blackheath trying on outfits. Oddly everything looked just great on me and I bought … Continue reading

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Victorian dental bills, exotic animals and a marriage (Belle)

It was ‘Victorian times’ and a mysterious stranger gave me £50 to undertake a voyage to Australia to get my teeth fixed. My plan was to gather exotic animals while I was there, transport them back to London and sell … Continue reading

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A small-scale red double decker London bus driver and his emigrant wife (Rousse)

My father-in-law proudly showed off his new wheels: a small-scale red double decker London bus. This was not the most practical of family vehicles, especially since its brake was of the same design as that found on a child’s scooter. … Continue reading

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Sleeping in reception and a London lay-over (Rousse)

I climbed into my bed in the lobby of the London hotel under the watchful eye of the staff on the reception desk. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, one of them informed me that a PhD student … Continue reading

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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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Killer Brillo pads (Belle)

A student was showing me his paper-based Breakfast Survey which he was distributing to commuters at Brockley station. I challenged him, angrily: “So basically you’re simply asking people at which of the expensive cafes near the station they bought their … Continue reading

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Anti-gravity children and the bonus Bakerloo line station (Belle)

I couldn’t seem to shake this man off. At one point we were sharing a London taxi over Deptford Bridge in the 1990s. Then we were walking through a Liberty-style mock Tudor shopping mall. It was here that I saw … Continue reading

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A day out in London with a Dane, an impersonator, and a baby Belle (Rousse)

I had a day out with Belle in London. First she took me to the museum café where she treated me to a raspberry and ice cream fruit sundae. I ate it seated next to a Dane who told me … Continue reading

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Pearl earring makeover (Belle)

I wondered how an amateur choir from St Albans had managed to fill out this central London venue. People were packing in to hear them sing highlights from Oklahoma. If only I’d realised that tiny pearl stud earrings would make … Continue reading

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Eminem’s fiancé (Belle)

My relationship with Eminem (or Marshall as I was now calling him) was going from strength to strength. Although marriage hadn’t been mentioned, and no formal proposal had been made, Marshall helped me fashion a wedding headdress out of costume … Continue reading

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