Tag Archives: bedroom

The latest in ceiling decorating ideas: carpet (Rousse)

Posted on April 22, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My father invited us all to choose our rooms in the new family mansion. My nephew P suggested that I bag the room next door to my enormous bedroom so that I could use it as a lab. I was … Continue reading →

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Blackhouse bathroom bonanza (Rousse)

Posted on April 11, 2012 by Dreamaticus

KA was still in the middle of her shift when I arrived at the newsagent’s shop. I was meeting her from work to take her my new house in central Hexham, next to an outpost of Newcastle University. KA grabbed … Continue reading →

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Bedroom design ideas (Rousse)

Posted on March 23, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I stood at the top of the steps that led down to my sister’s master bedroom, astonished that she could possibly accuse me of self-importance. She and her husband had built their bedroom on the scale of a Norman cathedral. … Continue reading →

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Giving up gossip for Lent: Rousse debates the Archers rules

Posted on March 7, 2012 by Dreamaticus

TPR and I poured all our savings into a property purchase. Our new flat was on the first floor of a Georgian square in London that actually looked like it belonged in Edinburgh. Its size and layout very much resembled … Continue reading →

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Wedding day blues: you just can’t get the staff (Rousse)

Posted on March 1, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My wedding day was fast approaching. All that I needed to do now was transfer my hair straighteners and make-up to the hotel bedroom and then I’d be all set for the ceremony. The hotel bedroom was palatial. It was … Continue reading →

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Hostage taken at the White House: Rousse to the rescue

Posted on February 29, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I could hear my iPhone ringing out, but where was I, and what time of night was this? I pulled myself up in bed to peer into the dark. I was back at the White House in my childhood bedroom. … Continue reading →

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A stay at the budgie hospital hotel (Rousse)

Posted on January 22, 2012 by Dreamaticus

How fortunate that AM and I were allocated to the same hotel bedroom. Without her tutoring, I would never have known that bedside light fittings also double up as iPhone chargers, nor would I have had access to the wide … Continue reading →

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A grandmother, assorted colleagues, South American doctoral studies, and an ex-boyfriend (Rousse)

Posted on January 15, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The venue for KB’s last meeting before she finally retired was the sitting room of my grandmother’s house in Hexham. My last visit to the house was in 1992, but little had changed in 20 years. I tested the comfort … 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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The girl with the dragon tattoo is an Outer Hebridean alien (Rousse)

Posted on January 8, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Lisbeth Salander was just one of the surprises at the guest house on the Isle of Lewis. Also packed in with the “regular” guests were my nephew PF and his sister AF, Mikael Blomkvist (on hand to help Lisbeth track … Continue reading →

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