Tag Archives: London

Nursery rhymes, a British Library refit, and a forgotten computer (Rousse)

I sang nursery rhymes to toddler A under the watch of her adoring parents J and N. Then I set off to London to do some work. On arrival at the British Library GW and I were very confused by … Continue reading

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A demanding bride and the perils of a Tesco suitcase (Rousse)

Due to the flood, a quick decision was made to switch the venue of the wedding. Instead of a small parish church in Broadway in the Cotswolds, the venue was now a massive Catholic cathedral in the City of London. … Continue reading

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Phil Collins flies first class (Rousse)

Phil Collins was travelling first class from Montreal back to London on the same flight as me. I knew this because the fat woman in yellow told me so in the vast aircraft toilets.

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A night in the VIP suite at China White (Rousse)

TPR was offered the post of Reader in Computer Science at the University of Edinburgh, even without a PhD. I considered this rather odd, but it was his industry expertise that was sought. In the meantime he had to complete … Continue reading

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A confused news report (Rousse)

At first the news report gave the impression that there had been a terrorist attack at Heathrow Airport. In fact police had shot dead a terrorist infiltrator disguised as an airport security guard.

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A spiked drink victim (Rousse)

TPR was very unhappy with our new life in London. I tried to sell it to him by showing him the sights at weekends, but he was not to be converted. Walking through Kensington one day, TPR quickened his pace. … Continue reading

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Belle seduced by saucepan seller (Belle)

The sparks flew between me and the man selling saucepans in Deptford Market.  He offered to let me drink my polystyrene cup of tea in the passenger seat of his car and we sat in the dark in tense silence.  … Continue reading

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Rousse the terrorist and Belle the gangster’s moll (Rousse)

I left the swimming pool at about 2:30am when I noticed that all the lights had gone out and the staff had disappeared. I caught the lift to the third floor, found my room, and pushed open the door. The … Continue reading

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Love strikes in the City of London (Belle)

My advanced tea-making skills had attracted the attention of a handsome young suitor but I knew this was not enough to ensure our long-term compatibility.  I was more interested in the older gentleman I had met in the exquisite and … Continue reading

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