Author Archives: Dreamaticus

A nightclub, a gift shop, and plastic surgery secrets (Rousse)

I didn’t normally frequent nightclubs, but TPR was away and I wasn’t going to stay in on a Saturday night. I jumped into a taxi with three young men, muttered an apology for hitching this free ride, and travelled with … Continue reading →

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Scandal of coffin-carrying caretakers and their enormous retirement lump sums (Rousse)

I was hidden from view, looking for something in the cloakroom under the stairs, when I heard the men clutter in. I could tell that they were heaving something very heavy. I peered round from my hiding place and saw … Continue reading →

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Britain versus France: dress, architecture and smoking (Rousse)

I lived all alone in a one-bedroomed apartment in Paris. Today I was heading to the airport to meet AM. It was very cold outside so I wore several layers: a long emerald green satin ballgown, topped with a long-sleeved … Continue reading →

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Kenneth Branagh pays homage to Sir Laurence Olivier, Shakespeare and Henry V (Rousse)

On our way home by car CI and I stopped off at the latest literary monument. We found it in a small car park, just off the main road. Inside a glass pyramid not much bigger than a telephone box, … Continue reading →

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Former Sun Microsystems employee turns to a life of crime (Rousse)

The Australian lady appeared to be doing the woman at my table a favour. She said that she was returning the lime green purse that had dropped out of the other woman’s handbag. I, however, was unconvinced that this was … Continue reading →

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Last words of tragic crash victim two days before silver wedding anniversary (Rousse)

It was two days before my silver wedding anniversary and things were not going well at work. GR accused me of spying on him. I argued back that anyone sensible would put their job application into the post inside an … Continue reading →

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New canoe-carrying Dr Who takes to the Tardis (Rousse)

TPR signed up as Dr Who and appointed me as his assistant. To make the role his own, he took his canoe whenever he went. This meant that there was not enough space for me in the Tardis, so I … Continue reading →

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A carnival career and a secret husband (Belle)

I had been working on the carnival for many years now, travelling to dusty towns and living in a covered wagon. I had worn the same ring for almost 20 years. Made of a dull, grey metal, it featured an … Continue reading →

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A fortune in ‘frothing foam’ (Belle)

This was a truly amazing revelation. Not only did my mother have a boyfriend, but he was a multi-millionaire. He had just sold his music business and was looking forward to a life of leisure with my mother alongside him. … Continue reading →

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Undercover mission goes awry (Belle)

I was tall sandy-haired boy. Although still only 15 I had been entrusted to undertake surveillance at the new cafe on Hilly Fields. Sipping a vanilla milkshake I saw a middle-aged man pushing a tea trolley. By dropping my napkin, … Continue reading →

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