Author Archives: Dreamaticus

Trapped in the underground (Rousse)

I was up to my usual tricks of travelling across town along secret underground passages in a wheeled crate. However, one day I noticed that a lock had been added to the door at one of the main entry points … Continue reading

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‘David Bowie algebra’ and ‘Wild swimming Shakespeare’ (Rousse)

I accepted the job with the Trump lookalike at his stationery emporium, even though each of us had doubts about the other. My biggest gripe was that he kept dodging my questions about a contract. On the first day of … Continue reading

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The nameless poet returns (Belle)

I was back for my third date with the poet. We were soulmates and I was having a wonderful time. The only problem was I still didn’t know what his name was, and couldn’t remember it from the jacket of … Continue reading

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Toilet transport for women (Rousse)

While my male ex-colleague SL could happily stand up from the dinner table, cross the room, and find the gents with no trouble at all, any women who hoped to use the facilities at the University of Edinburgh were forced … Continue reading

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Teddy bears in Berlin (Rousse)

I was furious to find that someone had broken up my jigsaw of teddy bears in Berlin. I was using this as a map. How would find my way through the streets of the city now?

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Belle meets ‘the one’ – twice

I was waiting in reception at my publisher’s when, to my horror, a former employer walked out of the elevator towards me. I sighed because this was going to be awkward – she had treated me dreadfully. However, I was … Continue reading

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Secret Traitors plant is the Orinoco kid (Rousse)

The Traitors’ production team planted me amongst the players at the start of episode 1. My role was to drop conversational prompts into discussions to generate entertaining dialogue for the television footage. As I completed my mission, I wondered at … Continue reading

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Invited to a picnic then snubbed at a talk (Rousse)

I glimpsed a slim figure sauntering down the hall in a blue and white 1960s sundress, carrying a wicker basket. ‘Who would like to join me for a picnic?’ called my mother, returned to the beauty of her twenties – … Continue reading

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Troubles at the UK’s top events venue (Rousse)

Robert Gordon University was now the leading UK events venue, and buzzing with delegates when I arrived for a conference. I soon found fellow academic BD and we agreed to meet the next morning at 8:00am for breakfast. I would … Continue reading

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Parking on double yellow lines at the station: a hanging offence (Rousse)

It seemed too good to be true that I could drive all the way along the pedestrian access and then park just outside the railway ticket office. Where was the no entry sign, and what had become of the double … Continue reading

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