Author Archives: Dreamaticus

Museum marital mistake (Rousse)

While admiring the museum display, I felt the warmth of another body approach me from behind. ‘You have a lovely body’ said the stranger, wrapping his strong arms around my middle. No offence was intended, and none taken. The poor … Continue reading

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Top meeting venue (Rousse)

I thought that my childhood home had been abandoned, but now I found that various committees considered it a top venue for their gatherings. A woman asked me directions to the room for her next meeting. I ignored her. All … Continue reading

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Body building at the British Library heist (Rousse)

Barefoot and carrying a towel, I arrived at the British Library ready for action. A small Chinese woman whipped the towel out of my hands. ‘This is soiled and completely inappropriate for our criminal purposes’, she scolded. In the end … Continue reading

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Sea harvest for the homeless (Rousse)

Evicted from our house, we continued to live nearby in our car. There were two other ‘households’ resident in the seaside car park: a family of Eastern Europeans in a van, and two African women in a peeling-paint blue wooden … Continue reading

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Sheep ski-ing (Rousse)

The helicopter pilot sped us high up and over the English countryside. My favourite view was of some mountain top action. A young climber embarked on his descent by ski-ing over the woolly backs of a flock of sheep.

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Pussy pops her clogs (Rousse)

So anxious was I to protect the neighbours’ parrot that when I reached to grab the black cat, I accidentally strangled poor Pussy.

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Gymnast squirrels on a tricycle (Belle)

I was looking out of the bedroom window, wondering how a new ‘tricycle lane’ had been built in the garden without me noticing. A small girl on a pale blue tricycle was struggling to drive through the muddy flower beds. … Continue reading

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The locket post (Rousse)

After inserting a tiny black and white photo into one side of the tiny golden locket, and a slip of paper with my loving words into the other, I was ready to forward the message to my sister J. But … Continue reading

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Mohamed Al-Fayed Scrabble contestant (Rousse)

Mohamed Al-Fayed and I met regularly to play Scrabble. I taught him all the best words, including ‘xi’.

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Laundry lunacy (Rousse)

As I hung out the washing on a large expanse of beach, I considered myself a genius. The onshore wind would soon dry everything. Why had nobody else ever thought of using the sands as a vast drying green? Of … Continue reading

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