Author Archives: Dreamaticus

Italy relocated to the West Country (Belle)

I was describing how my last holiday in the Bay of Naples had been interrupted by an earthquake and my friends wanted to know more.  Where exactly was the Bay of Naples?  With an air of authority I said: “Below … Continue reading →

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Packing and a pizza (Rousse)

TPR and I had completely under-estimated the work that goes into a house move. We thought that we could just come home from holiday, pack a few boxes, pop up to Aberdeen for a pizza with V and C, and … Continue reading →

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A seaside discussion of the merits of the Marks and Spencer store card (Rousse)

My long-dead red-lipsticked granny and I clung to the sea wall bracing ourselves for the next wave. Although the scene might have looked tropical with its smattering of palm trees along the shoreline, this was the north east coast of … Continue reading →

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Marrying a fictional gay chef (Belle)

In a chaotic ceremony, I married Ian Craig, a character in The Archers. I wore a crumpled second-hand gown, while Ian looked smart and handsome in his morning suit. With no photographer, I was relying on our guests to capture … Continue reading →

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Following the fairies (Rousse)

The four beautiful sisters welcomed me into my family. I was very much enjoying my holiday with them until the afternoon when I got stuck on a cliff ledge above the swimming pool. Clinging to the red rock edge, I … Continue reading →

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A forest bedroom (Rousse)

My sister S’s bedroom had always been a terrible mess, but I had no idea that it was now so dirty that trees had started growing in the soil. Before long the room would be transformed into a forest.

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Mobile phones, a model couple, and gargoyles (Rousse)

TPR and I really needed to get our act together. First, we should carry our mobile phones at all times. This would have saved us the trauma of losing one another in France. Then TPR had to cut down on … Continue reading →

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The brain in the box and the wrong partner (Rousse)

Everyone was there, including TPR, JM, DT, KJ, NP and SF. JLW arrived a little later with a present for me: some fun photos of the pair of us that she had purchased from a Blipfoto booth. At first it … Continue reading →

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How to stop puppy biting (Rousse)

Upstairs at the White House in my sister S’s room, the cocker spaniel puppy would not let go of my hand. His alligator teeth were well and truly clamped into my skin. I really had to shake him off before … Continue reading →

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Academics work through the night to cope with workload (Rousse)

I was both amazed and appalled to discover an office full of colleagues on campus working at 02:00 in the morning. One was just about to pack up and go home to his wife and children, but would only manage … Continue reading →

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