Tag Archives: Queen Street

Mystery childhood relic unearthed in Glasgow (Rousse)

SC and I ‘picked up’ the Glasgow University academic just outside Queen Street station. Rather than catch our train back to Edinburgh, we followed him across town to his office, intrigued by an invitation to consult his exercise book. In … Continue reading

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From garden wall antics in North Berwick to ballroom dancing at Glasgow Queen Street (Rousse)

I hoped that that those travelling in the morning traffic out of North Berwick towards the A1 and west into Edinburgh passed by at a sufficient speed not to notice our antics on a stranger’s garden wall. Afterwards we considered … Continue reading

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Conference barbed wire and a baby (Rousse)

I dished out advice on how to live a healthy life to my young charge as we walked along Edinburgh’s Queen Street. From here we were catching a bus to a conference. She listened patiently as I highlighted the value … Continue reading

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From Turkey to Teesside by taxi (Rousse)

Although my paper had been refereed and accepted, by the time that I registered at the Turkish conference it had disappeared from the programme. I hung around the venue all morning looking for someone to tell me if I was … Continue reading

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The almost bigamist bride (Rousse)

At a workshop organised by JS, and attended by many of my friends (including JM), AC proposed to MSB. To everyone’s complete surprise, she accepted. The next morning at breakfast AC refused his usual steaming cup of coffee for a … Continue reading

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Christmas calendar mystery (Rousse)

I whizzed down Castle Street as fast as I could. Even so my bike couldn’t carry me fast enough to reach EF at the junction. As she turned right on to Queen Street she called back cheerily “Thanks for the … Continue reading

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