Belle is a secret agent

Posted on September 19, 2010 by Dreamaticus

I went to spy school, spoke in German, and smuggled kittens called Harry and Kaiser in a rucksack to Romania.

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Paint and popcorn (Belle)

Posted on September 18, 2010 by Dreamaticus

I ‘borrowed’ three pots of paint from a cafe and tried to buy cheese flavoured popcorn.

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Disappointment at missing the film (Belle)

Posted on September 17, 2010 by Dreamaticus

I didn’t think that 300 of us could fit into the bar to watch the free film, particularly since so many people had pushchairs with them. So I walked away, followed by a magpie and a greenfinch who keep pecking at my feet and undoing my shoelaces.

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Rousse goes running

Posted on September 16, 2010 by Dreamaticus

I was running along the cycle path by the Water of Leith holding hands with XXXXXX. Even in my dream I asked why I was doing this.

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Cinema and cocktails (Belle)

Posted on September 15, 2010 by Dreamaticus

I was in an all female amusement arcade/cinema shooting at a target on the big screen. Then I had cocktails.

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Rousse is a charity shop squatter

Posted on September 11, 2010 by Dreamaticus

I decided that I loved charity shops so much that I moved into one. The only problem was the staff didn’t know what to do with me when they closed for business over lunch.

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Phil Collins frightened (Rousse)

Posted on September 11, 2010 by Dreamaticus

Phil Collins was much shorter than expected. We chatted happily as we crossed the common, but as soon as we entered the housing estate and noticed dealers selling to addicts in darkened doorways he begged to be taken elsewhere.

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Plots as complicated as Corrie (Rousse)

Posted on September 7, 2010 by Dreamaticus

It was a secret tryst off the M25 in 1996 that had led to this meeting with 14 year-old Kathy (who, at first, I thought was a boy) and her rather uncouth step-father Keith. I must say I was not surprised: all those nights away from home in the heady days of dot com mania. But where was Jennie – my husband’s ex-lover, Kathy’s mother and Keith’s ex-girlfriend?

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Love, sleep and an animated gym bag (Belle)

Posted on September 4, 2010 by Dreamaticus

I had true love chemistry with a very short man, and a good night’s sleep. When I woke up I found a gym bag in the kitchen, breathing in and out like a brown paper bag being used by a hyperventilating person. The police had left me a sweet note: I didn’t bother reading it.

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Harry Potter triumph

Posted on August 29, 2010 by Dreamaticus

I found the marauder’s map!

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