Tag Archives: phone

Jo Jo the poison pen email writer pushes stressed academic over the edge (Rousse)

I was in the habit of commuting by train to the headquarters of the Chartered Institute of Library and Information Professionals in London. There I worked in the basement on an unending series of grant applications. From time to time … Continue reading

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Violence on the buses (Rousse)

ECM and I were travelling south along the east coast train line. I was heading to a conference in Kent, and she was accompanying me part of the way. It was only when ECM left the train that I realised … Continue reading

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Suicide program (Rousse)

TPR was in bits. He told me over the phone that the program no longer worked and – because of this – his colleague had committed suicide.

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Making a doctor’s appointment in 1989 (Rousse)

The world had reverted back to 1989. I needed a doctor’s appointment for the diagnosis of my left eye, which was now completely red, including the iris. The man at reception suggested that I pay £50 for an evening consultation … Continue reading

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Loose change found in red telephone box is small fortune to lonely lochside walker (Rousse)

I walked for miles and miles alone, without a single podcast, in shorts and sandals along the loch side. By the time I reached the village at around the mid-point of the 32-mile route, however, I was missing TPR’s company. … Continue reading

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A secret phone, a hidden four poster bed, a hard-to-reach dinner venue, and prostitutes (Rousse)

The location of my sister’s holiday house was unclear. It could have been North Northumberland, London or Birmingham. Whatever its location, it was much bigger than I imagined. My school friend Phil soon lost count of how many beds had … Continue reading

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Mid-air knitter stalked by elderly couple on flight to the UK from Thailand (Rousse)

I must have broken several international laws on board the flight from Thailand back to the UK: I carried a sharp three inch needle in my hand luggage I looped the yarn from my ball of blue wool to the … Continue reading

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