Tag Archives: Volvo

Volvo shame (Rousse)

The silver Volvo was now our responsibility. TPR parked it haphazardly at the other end of our Edinburgh street, even though there were plenty of parking spaces right outside our flat. Was he ashamed of our vehicle, I wondered? I … Continue reading

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A flying dog and flat tyres (Rousse)

A small, yet overweight, black dog came flying through the air and knocked me to the ground. The dog’s owner looked up briefly in concern. However, of more interest to her was her silver Volvo. The car had just collapsed … Continue reading

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Driver and passenger walk free from overturned Volvo (Rousse)

Having successfully negotiated the main section of the journey to Edinburgh with my maternal grandmother in the smaller of my mother’s two silver Volvos, I lost concentration on a road that had been partially cordoned off, slammed into a traffic … Continue reading

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Motoring misdemeanours in a silver Volvo automatic (Rousse)

When I awoke I found myself at the wheel of my mother’s silver Volvo automatic heading downhill at top speed along a high-hedged, narrow country lane. I bounced across the roundabout at the bottom, lost a wheel, and landed the … Continue reading

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Breaking bad in Edinburgh (Rousse)

I finally gave into Jesse Pinkman’s pleading, picked up the silver automatic Volvo at Picardy Place, and accepted the stolen mobile phone. We would cook with Badger in an empty house off Pilrig Street. For the time being it was … Continue reading

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Jo Jo the poison pen email writer pushes stressed academic over the edge (Rousse)

I was in the habit of commuting by train to the headquarters of the Chartered Institute of Library and Information Professionals in London. There I worked in the basement on an unending series of grant applications. From time to time … Continue reading

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From St Albans to south London by ancient orange Volvo estate (Rousse)

How we came to be in St Albans, I had no idea, but it was still great to bump into JB and GB there. They had also booked their anniversary meal at the same restaurant as us. Indeed, it looked … Continue reading

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