Monthly Archives: November 2010

Rousse’s honour and shame

Posted on November 12, 2010 by Dreamaticus

Impressive, or a lack of imagination? They’d named the new wing after me! I first noticed when I looked for the time on one of the branded clocks. What a shame then that I would die from starvation in a … Continue reading →

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Belle goes Dutch with Obama

Posted on November 12, 2010 by Dreamaticus

I knew exactly what to do to get the Obama campaign back on track. I was breaking into voters’ houses and tuning the radios to Dutch left-leaning radio stations. My team agreed – “that will do it”. I managed to … Continue reading →

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Rousse’s new domestic arrangements

Posted on November 11, 2010 by Dreamaticus

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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Belle hearts big Eddie

Posted on November 11, 2010 by Dreamaticus

My new boyfriend was on a larger scale than anyone else. I recognised him from TV – he was a Dallas, Texas murder squad detective called Eddie. If only he didn’t take up so much space in the room. I … Continue reading →

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

Posted on November 10, 2010 by Dreamaticus

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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Do you want water with that? (Belle)

Posted on November 9, 2010 by Dreamaticus

As usual, my flatmates were indifferent to the fact that water was pouring in through the roof. The waterfalls running down the wall were only appearing in my bedroom after all. ====== J walked me home from a date under … Continue reading →

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Two coffins for TPR (Rousse)

Posted on November 8, 2010 by Dreamaticus

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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An elaborate plan to find a husband (Belle)

Posted on November 8, 2010 by Dreamaticus

Almost everyone survived the plane crash – it was a miracle. We all had to stand up, wherever we were, when the lady mayor came past. Everytime I spoke about my ideas for community cohesion (“they hate us because we … Continue reading →

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Stephen Fry and other uninvited guests (Rousse)

Posted on November 7, 2010 by Dreamaticus

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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Drag queens and dogs (Belle)

Posted on November 7, 2010 by Dreamaticus

Even though it was Saturday, I had gone into the fashion college and felt very pleased with myself. Looking for the bathroom, I met two very tall gothic drag queens who gave me directions. Tan-coloured thigh-high boots were displayed on … Continue reading →

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