Author Archives: Dreamaticus

Seal in a sand dune (Rousse)

A free woman again, I was making up for lost time. My first assignation was with EF, a French engineer. We shared a white tandem ride along the East Lothian coast, comparing the beaches that we passed with others that … Continue reading

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Hair straighteners affair giveaway (Rousse)

I had my suspicions when TPR told me that he would pop back to our flat in the middle of the conference for a shower. These strengthened when he asked where he would find my hair straighteners. This was a … Continue reading

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Running with pigs and a lobotomy (Rousse)

The Dean reminded me that the deadline was fast approaching for the submission of grant proposals. I acknowledged his concern that it appeared that I had done nothing to bring a team together, then booked a meeting room in the … Continue reading

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Sunset from a 5* hotel (Rousse)

We met in the private dining room of a 5 star hilltop hotel with fantastic views west over the bridges and river mouth. Yet I still couldn’t resist spoiling the happy atmosphere of the gathering by sneaking out to photograph … Continue reading

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Limbless torsos in Speedos, a bare-breasted woman, children in litter disguise, and booklet giveaways in Morningside (Rousse)

I abandoned weeding a municipal planter on the southern outskirts of Edinburgh so that I could catch a 23 bus back into town and meet my mother on Colinton Road at 6:30pm, as previously agreed. The bus was frustratingly slow. … Continue reading

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Name shame (Rousse)

Everyone seemed ashamed of their names. ‘W Dick’ apparently meant something very rude. Meanwhile Norris, who I thought was gorgeous, apologised every time that he introduced himself to anybody new. Surely his ridiculous name was not his responsibility, but instead … Continue reading

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Ironing in secret (Rousse)

At J and BG’s house I noticed that the framed tea towels were all crinkly – so I took them off the walls and ironed them in secret. My hosts would never know.

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A meeting and a feast at the Institute of Information Scientists (Rousse)

Once super-organised, these days I regularly missed appointments. This was probably because I had stopping using an online calendar to record my forthcoming commitments. Instead, I had started writing them down on the pages of a paper diary. So now … Continue reading

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Party choices (Rousse)

As our taxi pulled away from the kerb, I looked back at our house. Through the sitting room window I could see as far as the open kitchen door. In the foreground, our weekend guests JS, RR, JLR, JS, and … Continue reading

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When ‘going for a run’ means a different form of exercise (Rousse)

I was heart-broken when I discovered that whenever my husband left the house declaring  ‘I’m going for a run’, he was really off to spend the afternoon in one of two love-nests – either with SS or LP.

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