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New business model for raising charitable funds rakes in thousands (Rousse)

Posted on May 6, 2013 by Dreamaticus

This woman was a genius! She’d developed a new business model for raising funds for charities and was raking in thousands. The way it worked was that she would set up shop in the house of the recently deceased, then … Continue reading →

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Alan Hollinghurst leads double life as computing lecturer (Rousse)

Posted on November 20, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Some of my colleagues were lovely. Unfortunately the rest were vile. One of the latter set had just made a formal complaint about me: that I’d used more than my fair share of soap when taking a bath. I took … Continue reading →

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Perfecting the poached egg – in a tin bath (Rousse)

Posted on September 17, 2012 by Dreamaticus

While my family was sunbathing on the beach, I decided to cook a stack of poached eggs. I cracked the eggs into a tin bath of boiling water following a technique learnt from my Canadian friend WR. The cooking, however, … Continue reading →

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Unrequited love and a dangerous trip to Holy Island in a cast-iron Victorian clawfoot bath tub (Rousse)

Posted on September 8, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Somehow I kept adding to my list of lovesick middle-aged men. Each one ignored my very married state. They all independently believed that with a little persuasion my resistance would collapse and I would leave my husband. I lay in … Continue reading →

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Failed funeral hair mission on the A286 (Rousse)

Posted on July 14, 2012 by Dreamaticus

When I first took the phone call I thought it was my mother speaking, but as the north east accent became stronger I began to have doubts. If she were to be believed, an aunt had died and the funeral … Continue reading →

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Mid-afternoon okey cokey fun ruined by Restoration battle vandal (Rousse)

Posted on July 13, 2012 by Dreamaticus

TPR and his two friends knew that before long the enemy would come over the hill. The three of them anticipated hand-to-hand combat, and were prepared. I was terrified, but at least I had an escape route through the attic … Continue reading →

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Rousse meets Puffing Billy on train spotting commute

Posted on July 7, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Who would have thought the commuting could be so exciting? On a sunny summer’s day TPR and I caught the red steam train from Bath to Bristol. Because we were the second and third people to board, we won the … Continue reading →

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Silver landmarks a huge hit with the tourists (Rousse)

Posted on April 15, 2012 by Dreamaticus

For the third time JB asked if I would help teach the first years how to dance, and once more I happily accepted her invitation. Didn’t she ever read her e-mail? Standing in her office, I also wondered why JB … Continue reading →

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Toothbrushes and telephone tutorials (Rousse)

Posted on January 14, 2012 by Dreamaticus

KA won the argument and she, SM and the children would stay the night in Edinburgh rather than face the long drive back to Hexham. As KA got E and R ready for bed, I rummaged around in the green … Continue reading →

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Rousse bakes mini lemon meringue pies while her husband holds court in the bath

Posted on January 10, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My first problem was that I had to choose between three competing commitments all taking place on the same night. My second was that I had promised my boss that I would attend one of them. However, I now had … Continue reading →

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