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Congratulations to the one-legged widower father of the bride (Rousse)

Posted on February 15, 2013 by Dreamaticus

My one-legged widowed father had done a fabulous job preparing the house for my sister’s wedding. With the help of a woman from the village, he’d set up three mini-dormitories so that all the guests who had decided to stay … Continue reading →

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Husband upgrade production line uncovered (Rousse)

Posted on January 24, 2013 by Dreamaticus

We somehow herded all three dogs through town and back to the house, even though none was wearing a lead. TPR and I were still doubting our decision to bring a vicious Rottweiler, a nippy Jack Russell, and a scruffy … Continue reading →

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Intruders with a Chinese theme (Rousse)

Posted on January 9, 2013 by Dreamaticus

When I first opened my eyes I was very surprised to see my colleague AC standing over me at the side of the bed. “I’ve brought your breakfast”, he announced, waving three thin white carrier bags overflowing with Chinese food … Continue reading →

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Smuggling sisters in the ‘bag for life’ mystery (Belle)

Posted on December 22, 2012 by Dreamaticus

As the lift door opened my father rushed out and shoved two plastic ‘bags for life’ towards us – one each for my sister and me. “You must smuggle these out of here” he said, before rushing off across the … Continue reading →

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A massive Manchester mansion (Rousse)

Posted on December 18, 2012 by Dreamaticus

TPR urged me to get out of bed. We had lots to do to prepare before the arrival of our guests. This was no time for a lie-in. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was only 05:30am. … Continue reading →

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Unappreciative Christmas guests (Rousse)

Posted on December 10, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The flat was bursting with visitors, the majority of whom were students with nowhere to stay over Christmas. There were two shy Chinese girls and one Chinese boy, a Korean boy sporting a huge mop of jet black hair, a … Continue reading →

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The apprehension of Interpol’s most wanted (Rousse)

Posted on December 4, 2012 by Dreamaticus

We were coming to the end of the Christmas vacation and were thoroughly partied out. When TM, SC and I returned to our hotel at 06:40 after another heavy night, we wondered how on earth we would cope with getting … Continue reading →

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The body in the bedroom (Rousse)

Posted on November 17, 2012 by Dreamaticus

TPR made the gruesome discovery when we lifted the bed across to the other side of the room. Gently swinging from from the bedstead was the stiff little corpse of a fully dressed toddler. From the state of the decomposing … Continue reading →

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Synchronised surf-boarding and questions of copyright at Birmingham University main library (Rousse)

Posted on September 27, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Single study rooms were at a premium in Birmingham University’s main library, especially the ones with beds. Fortunately I managed to secure one for myself, although I was disappointed to find that the sheets were torn. The last user had … Continue reading →

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Highland tattoo confession (Rousse)

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I woke up cold on the floor of our tatty bed and breakfast room, with TPR five feet away tucked up cosy in bed. At least this proved that I’d slept. It was the last day of our holiday and … Continue reading →

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