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Rousse’s perilous journey

This was highly embarrassing. My gym membership had run out several weeks earlier and somehow I had ended up in the changing rooms with everyone encouraging me to pretend that I was still a member. This was not right and … Continue reading

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Home improvement – with sheep (Rousse)

The house was a-buzz with DIY and related domestic projects. While my university friend SB hosed down the steps to our New Town basement, TPR dismantled the broken external door handle to take for repair by the locksmith. It was … Continue reading

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Checking in at the Institute of Directors (Rousse)

I was keen to win a FourSquare check-in at the Institute of Directors in London so during the seminar lunch break I wandered the building, hunting for a signal. There was nothing on the ground floor so I took the … Continue reading

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Feather shift mini-dresses on trend for Spring 2011 (Rousse)

My university friend JS excitedly told me all about her new boyfriend Alan. Occasionally she would forget a detail. Fortunately he was just a little further up Dundas Street, so whenever she needed any additional information JS simply ran the … Continue reading

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Rousse forgives an assailant, advises on Emmental, and secures a job

TPR was either stupid, disobedient or both. He knew that the snow had forced us to switch our schedule: the previous night’s agreement was that instead of running outside at 10:30am, we would head to the gym after meeting a … Continue reading

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Rousse misses the sunrise and loses her shoes

I woke up to Christmas Day on the Isle of Lewis. I nudged TPR awake. He’d been sleeping next to me in the driver’s seat of our motor boat: “There’s a beautiful sunrise and I’d like to photograph it from … Continue reading

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