Monthly Archives: March 2012

To Torquay by tram (Rousse)

Posted on March 17, 2012 by Dreamaticus

All around the new housing estate they’d put up old-fashioned sign-posts pointing in different directions to cities, towns and villages all over the UK. I decided to follow the route to Torquay – by tram. I wondered if I’d ever … Continue reading →

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Rousse misses an important appointment

Posted on March 15, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The woman sharing the pavement with me eventually lost her temper and ordered me to stop texting. I was making it impossible for her to get past me. Rather than meekly give in to her wishes, I decided to make … Continue reading →

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Young “Arthur Weasley” assists in railway murder hunt (Rousse)

Posted on March 14, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The biggest clue that I had time-travelled was that Mark Williams (better known as Arthur Weasley in the Harry Potter movies) looked so young. He must have only been in his mid to late twenties. As the manager of Worcester … Continue reading →

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An unplanned journey to the Hebrides (Rousse)

Posted on March 13, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My father paid £19 each for all five of us to visit the castle and within minutes I had ruined everyone’s day. How was I to know that the bus was not a shuttle around the estate, but instead a … Continue reading →

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Class-conscious Cotswolds offers mixed welcome (Rousse)

Posted on March 12, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Everyone* we knew had moved to the Cotswolds. We drove down to see if life there would suit us too. My sister J set up an introduction for us with the vicar’s wife, also newly arrived in the village. The … Continue reading →

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Death au John Peel (Rousse)

Posted on March 11, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I chose to die in the manner of John Peel. I stood just outside the entrance of King’s Cross Station, made my declaration, then turned back through the station concourse doors to set off to meet my maker. MW witnessed … Continue reading →

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Why to tack a horse (Rousse)

Posted on March 10, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The High Street was almost completely covered in droppings. The only way for me to negotiate it safely was to ride a horse of my own. I found grey one in a field back at the guest house. It didn’t … Continue reading →

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Stationery heaven and an unpaid debt (Rousse)

Posted on March 9, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Normally we would have flown down to London to catch the onward flight from Heathrow. However, because we were keen to go to MS’s party on Saturday evening, we were obliged to drive down afterwards overnight. It was such a … Continue reading →

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Giving up gossip for Lent: Rousse debates the Archers rules

Posted on March 7, 2012 by Dreamaticus

TPR and I poured all our savings into a property purchase. Our new flat was on the first floor of a Georgian square in London that actually looked like it belonged in Edinburgh. Its size and layout very much resembled … Continue reading →

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Gay marriage shocker eclipsed by enemy bomb attack on UK airports (Rousse)

Posted on March 7, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I met my gay friend at Edinburgh airport. After he showed me his scars he introduced me to a tall, slim and beautiful African woman, her mother and two children. These were his “wife”, “mother-in-law”, and his own son and … Continue reading →

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