Tag Archives: sick

Over body-confidence, laundry robbers, the Northumbrian pipes, and a man in white bow ties (Rousse)

Early one morning, before the shops opened, my sister S, my mother and I ran along the Ullapool esplanade. At the far end we stepped on the scales. My sister weighed in at 11 stone five, over two stone heavier … Continue reading

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Fashion disaster spots hidden features of ‘new’ British Library (Rousse)

It was time for me to return to work after a long absence due to sick leave. I found some smart clothes to wear: black tights under a long tweed shirt, a back polo neck top, and a tweed jacket. … Continue reading

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Biking through Oxford with a purpose (Rousse)

I raced on my bike through the colleges of Oxford determined to catch up with TPR. I had two important things to tell him: I knew about all his affairs (including the recent one with MNX) and that he’d only … Continue reading

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A papier mâché model, a lost purse, and a problematic pub food policy (Rousse)

When I returned to work from sick leave I was less than impressed with my new office arrangements. I was to share room C75 with an office mate who had already moved into the room a bed as well as … Continue reading

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A Star Trek screening and a sick bed sanctuary (Rousse)

I was in no fit state to trek across the mountains after my operation, but TPR made me do this so that he could watch Star Trek films at the university cinema, snuggled up to a couple of women, who … Continue reading

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A birthday weekend of scent, satin, a speech, kisses and sick (Rousse)

Our flat was packed with visitors for the weekend of my birthday, many of whom had travelled a long distances to be with me. AW and JS had come all the way from Farnham, Surry – together, on friendly terms. … Continue reading

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False leg foot flicking (Rousse)

SF liked to show off his false leg. Fashioned from bone, it extended from his right knee. We all felt sick whenever he stood up on it, then flicked his foot to face the wrong direction.

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