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Elton John’s red and white singalong at Covent Garden (Rousse)

When the three of us emerged from the tube station I instantly recognised Covent Garden. This was nowhere near High Street Kensington, our planned destination. VAE was confident that she would persuade the station staff to let us back in … Continue reading

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Toxic sherbet scare (Belle)

It was a beautiful summer’s afternoon on an unknown, and rather quaint, railway platform. I accidentally inhaled the fumes from a sherbet dib-dab and spent the rest of the afternoon convinced I was going to die.

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Corridor chaos and a Carlisle curiosity (Rousse)

The new corridors on campus were far too narrow. They were also windowless, and nobody thought to post any signs to the walls. As soon as the students returned for the new year, it would be chaos – and perhaps … Continue reading

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Commuting by ‘Fawlty Towers’ ocean liner (Belle)

The ocean liner departure hall was overcrowded and really confusing, yet still I refused to ask for help. I only wanted to travel as far as Hatfield, but I didn’t know if my ship would be departing from the north- … Continue reading

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Graeme Garden’s elasticated stockings and a railway car chase (Rousse)

Graeme Garden sat opposite me in the waiting area at BBC Radio 4 reception. He was my host for the day. On the basis of my impressive track record of developing panel games, I’d been summoned to help create three … Continue reading

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Belle collects her inheritance

The letter informed me that my legacy was awaiting collection on the train platform. I saw other friends of the deceased rummaging in a wicker basket as my steam train drew into the station. They informed me that I could … Continue reading

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