Author Archives: Dreamaticus

The Shoreditch Dachshund Challenge (Belle)

I had been busy flirting with the owner of the new antique shop, hoping he would give me the address of a secret auction house. However, the longer he refused to share this information, the more obsessed with him I … Continue reading

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The pensioners’ orgy (Belle)

As my friend parked our bright blue car on the high street, I spotted my friend T walking through the front door of a house. This came as a surprise to me as I hadn’t seen him since he died … Continue reading

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Mother in a care home (Rousse)

We had some explaining to do when my father returned from Canada. Why, he demanded, had the three of us – my two sisters and I – placed our mother in a care home?

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Rude relations (Rousse)

My sister J and her husband M decided to move to Edinburgh. They took a quick look at my flat, pulled out a pad of paper, and drew up some plans. Their big idea was to buy my flat and … Continue reading

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Oxford University cheat (Rousse)

HVJ’s father passed on the telephone message. ‘Your daughter N is struggling with a final year essay. Please could you help?’ I couldn’t believe that it had come to this: Oxford undergraduates using their mothers as ghost writers.

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Mistaken for a grandfather (Rousse)

The children ran into the room and spotted TPR in the corner. ‘That old man must be your grandpa’ said one to the other. TPR was not impressed.

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From Leeds to Shibden Hall (Rousse)

I was in Leeds on a sofa with HVJ and HVJ’s lover. HVJ’s husband RJ sat opposite us. I had no idea what HVJ was trying to prove, but I winced when she and her lover openly embraced one another. … Continue reading

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PhD poser (Rousse)

I had never heard a voicemail greeting like this before. My sister J started her message in the conventional way, then launched into a long diatribe about the recruitment of PhD students. Very few of her friends, if any, would … Continue reading

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Amol Rajan: rubbish railway worker

Amol Rajan had given up in journalism for a job selling train tickets at London King’s Cross. When he failed to find me a split ticket for the route London-Newcastle-Edinburgh, I recommended that he return to his old role. He … Continue reading

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A tattooed lover (Rousse)

I’d known for some time that TPR had taken on SC as his mistress, but I was hopeful that this was just a temporary arrangement. It therefore came as a bit of a shock to see the feint tattoo on … Continue reading

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