Tag Archives: Northumberland

Battle of Flodden commemorations preview (Rousse)

We were stuck in an ill-equipped classroom several miles out of town away from the excellent resources of our main campus. Somehow I had to entertain this small class of postgrad students with no access to the online materials that … Continue reading

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Elvis Costello and Libby Purves forced to share scant office space at the BBC (Rousse)

MR and I got ahead of the others on a Sunday walk across the Pentland Hills with colleagues. Enthusing over Great British walks, MR declared how he would love to follow the Roman Wall trail from the south of England … Continue reading

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Holy Island Heights (Rousse)

Just short of the Holy Island causeway, TPR steered the tandem over to the right. Perhaps behind these dunes we would finally discover the most beautiful beach in Northumberland? The sight before us from atop the marram grass was, indeed, … Continue reading

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Men with guns in shopping mall (Rousse)

If ever there was a case not to judge on appearances, my new sister-in-law fitted the bill. Completely bald, and with a preference for going naked in public, at 12 months old she was a baby with a difference. She … Continue reading

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Tiffany Blue box “engagement” mystery (Rousse)

“That Tiffany Blue box from New York, what’s in it?” I carefully chose the moment to pose the question that was on everyone’s lips. The pair of us were bound together by rope, clinging to a mountain ledge, and RL … Continue reading

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Distressed baby elephant upstaged by new republic (Rousse)

I stole the enormous slices of carrot cake from the supermarket staff’s Christmas party, then LM and I gorged ourselves in an illicit bedroom picnic. The pretty little red-haired toddler gazed up at the snow-topped range from the car window … Continue reading

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