Author Archives: Dreamaticus

Sitting on buns (Belle)

I returned to the shopping parade near where I was brought up and was delighted by the new shop that was selling hot cross buns the size of pouffes AND pouffes that looked like hot cross buns.

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Keith’s carpet (Rousse)

Former University of Birmingham astrophysicist Keith rented out rooms in his shared new-build house (with tiny kitchen). When we paid him a visit, I was delighted to discover that the flowery sitting room carpet was almost identical to the one … Continue reading

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Under attack from Gentleman Jack (Rousse)

Gentleman Jack (Anne Lister) dragged me into the under-stairs cupboard. It took some effort to persuade her that I would not be added to her list of conquests.

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Audience appalled at arrogant speakers (Rousse)

Our joint presentation was at midday. We split the half hour slot equally so that I took the first fifteen minutes and HP the second. I brushed my hair, put on my green corduroy jacket, picked up my data stick, … Continue reading

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Kitchen trends 2020: yellow

My kitchen was transformed when someone (a designer?) removed all the coloured items and replaced every single one with its equivalent in yellow: yellow kettle, yellow drawer handles, yellow fridge…

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Liverpool’s lame literature expert (Rousse)

I limped across Liverpool to Anfield to track down KA at work. Now employed as a physiotherapist at Liverpool FC, she would be able to massage my leg back to working order. I was particularly keen to be fit for … Continue reading

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An unexpected trip to Sleaford and two enemy stallholders (Rousse)

My mother convinced me that she knew the way back from town to her house – and I stupidly believed her. Three hours later we ended up in Sleaford, Lincolnshire. Meanwhile TPR was selling newspapers to train commuters. In the … Continue reading

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