Tag Archives: TPR

Rousse’s new domestic arrangements

My new routine was to take my weekly bath every Friday in the claw-foot Victorian tub to be found in the main corridor at QMC in Corstorphine. Some people complained that it blocked the way to the library, but anyone … Continue reading

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Guns, roses, a trouser press and trains (Rousse)

I had hoped that EH would be available for lunch. When I called into her office, however, she said that she was too busy examining a PhD by a Guns N’ Roses band member. It was unclear as to whether … Continue reading

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Two coffins for TPR (Rousse)

By the time that I realised what was going on my world had transformed into the climax of a Stieg Larsson thriller. To ensure that there was no doubt about the death of TPR two coffins had been ordered and … Continue reading

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Stephen Fry and other uninvited guests (Rousse)

At JG’s insistence, RA reluctantly drove him, and my other undergraduate friends from Birmingham University AR and PS (the boy with the beautiful eyes), to meet us. The journey from the Isle of Man took them 6 hours, and they … Continue reading

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Rousse’s Angolan trip

My husband’s work assignment took us to Angola. He was a journalist investigating the exploitation of citizens by the state following the end of the war. Young men could earn a fortune tending the verdant hillside – simply to keep … Continue reading

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Rousse’s wedding day 2 antics

So I’ve been married 23 years, but here I was getting married – to the same person – again. We slept with a bunch of friends in the coach house. The next day, the first indication that a ceremony was … Continue reading

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Rousse, the National Library Boy, and the Social Network

I was so flattered when the young researcher in the National Library of Scotland asked me if I’d like to go and see The Social Network with him. I explained that I’d made other arrangements, heaved my work and gym … Continue reading

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All roads lead to the Bristol Road South (Rousse)

My colleague CS asked me what I was scribbling into a corner of my notebook. “My dream for Belle”, I replied. ======= In my highland hotel I bumped into a greying EMc, wearing wonky glasses. He reading stories with his … Continue reading

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Rousse’s disappointing trip to the cinema

We were at the cinema for the showing if the latest 3D Toy Story-type offering thanks to Oracle and a contract with Coke. When this was made public by the cinema staff TPR took the huff and we left without … Continue reading

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Rousse’s Princes Street rescue

TPR stayed at the venue to perform his Fringe act, but I was too tired and very chilly. All I was wearing was my black wrap dress and absolutely nothing else – not even underwear. I needed cash for a … Continue reading

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