Author Archives: Dreamaticus

Saturday night discos at Edinburgh airport (Rousse)

The posh man to the left of me asked if we would be going to the Saturday night disco at Edinburgh airport. He assured me that the music would be to our tastes – but then I realised that I … Continue reading

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A boat trip to Greenock (Rousse)

I couldn’t reach SD’s house in Stirling in time for our book group meeting so made a separate arrangement to meet LM in Greenock. While I streamed the gathering in SD’s garden to my phone, I negotiated the ticket barrier … Continue reading

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A pocked-marked, cabbage-eating, intruder with a deadly disease (Rousse)

The pock-marked intruder was chewing on a cabbage leaf from my vegetable patch. There was no indication of how he had scaled the high wall, and I was certain that he had not come through the house, so it was … Continue reading

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A cottage in Lanarkshire (Rousse)

TPR bought us a second home in Lanarkshire – without making a single viewing. The details in the printed sales brochure was enough to convince him that this was an excellent investment. On arrival at the cottage for the first … Continue reading

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Divorce, remarriage, and step-children (Rousse)

TPR was divorcing me. I needed a new husband fast. LA, now known as ‘George’ and a recently-appointed colleague, was the best candidate. I wondered (a) whether AN would approve when she found out that I had not revealed my … Continue reading

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Belle goes swimming (Rousse)

Belle and I stood at the cliff edge, watching the swimmers battle in the rough waves that crashed into the jagged rocks below. ‘I’m going to do it’ she shouted suddenly, throwing her body forward. She fell through the air … Continue reading

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Dead mackerel and a dead marriage (Rousse)

On the Sunday, we found dead mackerel strewn across the shoreline outside the hotel. I had hoped that we would spend the day together, but – as usual – TPR had other plans: to watch his friends play volleyball on … Continue reading

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Security advice for North Texas airport (Rousse)

I reached the F family’s house first on foot. My frail, elderly father followed by taxi. There we extracted PMF from the chaos of the house rebuild. He’d already missed one flight home to Edinburgh (cost £100), but had just … Continue reading

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Salman Rushdie goes back into hiding (Rousse)

Salman Rushdie was in hiding again, this time in our basement flat in Edinburgh.

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A mortgage and husband-free Fringe performer (Rousse)

When I spotted academic J at the bus stop, I took the opportunity of checking the rumours that she had left her husband and moved into a flat of her own. She confirmed this, adding that she was almost free … Continue reading

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