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A slow ride to France (Rousse)

Posted on October 28, 2016 by Dreamaticus

I set off on holiday to France with AS in my red Peugeot 205. TPR and AS’s wife would join us later. Over the course of three days we only drove the distance from Edinburgh to Darlington. We suspected that … Continue reading →

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Hairy-legged daughter of schizophrenic dances in the tropics to hits from the 1980s (Rousse)

Posted on September 28, 2016 by Dreamaticus

I managed to reach my father by phone from overseas. He chatted happily about his schizophrenia as if I had always known about his condition. In fact, this was all news to me. Then I joined TPR at the bar … Continue reading →

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Slade’s original line-up is back on the road again (Rousse)

Posted on April 1, 2014 by Dreamaticus

Dave Hill stuck his head from under the tarpaulin on the back of the tour truck. “I’m afraid that Noddy is indisposed”, he explained. “He’s struggling with the band’s paperwork”. This was unsurprising given that this was Slade’s first tour … Continue reading →

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Fake invalid benefits from meeting with budding rock star (Rousse)

Posted on February 1, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I quite enjoyed behaving as if I were a poverty-stricken invalid. I barely made any effort to work, and TPR gladly cooked me the special meals that I demanded. I regularly attended a charity service that helped clothe the needy, … Continue reading →

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Katie Price returns to work as earnings drop (Rousse)

Posted on January 15, 2014 by Dreamaticus

Katie Price (AKA Jordan) was offering her services as a beautician at Edinburgh Royal Infirmary. “Why would anyone with your wealth be waxing other people’s legs?” I asked her. “I only earn £300,000 a year”, she replied as she called … Continue reading →

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Elton John’s red and white singalong at Covent Garden (Rousse)

Posted on February 25, 2013 by Dreamaticus

When the three of us emerged from the tube station I instantly recognised Covent Garden. This was nowhere near High Street Kensington, our planned destination. VAE was confident that she would persuade the station staff to let us back in … Continue reading →

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A love affair in outer space (Rousse)

Posted on February 17, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I paid VJ a visit to find out if she wanted to travel up to work with me. I was also keen to know whether any of her colleagues could help me find some materials to prepare a tutorial. She … Continue reading →

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Her majesty the mother of the bride (Rousse)

Posted on August 17, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I joined the parade for SB’s wedding in the 9-inch nude stilettos chosen for me by WB. All around were upright marching bands, soldiers proud in bearskin hats, and pretty dancing ponies. My nephew P and niece A brought up … Continue reading →

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Birmingham University confessions, a career with moleskin trousers, and underwater cycle kayaking (Rousse)

Posted on June 6, 2012 by Dreamaticus

SB kicked off the Birmingham University French department reunion by suggesting that we read the “confessions” from last time. She actually meant the comments on the 2006 evaluation sheets, which she passed around the table. Personally I would have preferred … Continue reading →

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A happy drive and unsuitable dress for a punk gig (Rousse)

Posted on May 24, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I snuggled up to JM on the back seat as our chauffeur drove us to the venue. It was so wonderful to be in my friend’s company again. When we finally reached the gig we found TPR and my two … Continue reading →

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