Tag Archives: Sir Alan Sugar

Alan Sugar’s son sews (Rousse)

Lord Alan Sugar was the father of the boy. I might have been his mother, and possibly also Lord Sugar’s wife, but I could not be certain. Whatever my status in the household, I took it upon myself to entertain … Continue reading

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Lord Sugar’s reassuring wink (Rousse)

My committee had been taken over by a drag queen dressed in a yellow and purple mini-skirt and a yellow nylon wig. I dare not object, however, because she was also a senior member of academic staff. Her first task … Continue reading

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Lord Alan Sugar’s babysitter and JK Rowling’s secret (Rousse)

“Babysitting” was the answer I gave whenever anyone asked what I did for Lord Alan Sugar. He liked to keep me nearby. This usually meant that I could be found hanging around the main door of the office at street … Continue reading

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