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Veronica’s intimate bedroom raid (Rousse)

Posted on May 29, 2018 by Dreamaticus

As usual we were hosting a horde over the weekend. From the bedroom I could hear TPR joking with our guests in the kitchen, telling hilarious tales of our various recent exploits. At first I assumed that he was mentioning … Continue reading →

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A hall of residence for horses (Rousse)

Posted on May 22, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I stabled the grey mare in my new hall of residence bedroom with a degree of reluctance. First I was dubious as to the ‘legality’ of keeping a horse on campus. I also harboured concerns over my skills as a … Continue reading →

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A garden trespasser sausage chef (Rousse)

Posted on April 6, 2018 by Dreamaticus

When I glanced through the bedroom window I saw a tall dark man cooking sausages on our barbecue in our garden. ‘Go get him!’ I ordered TPR. ‘No problem’, he replied, waving his axe in the air. While TPR charged … Continue reading →

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Tamsin Greig caught up in sewage crisis (Rousse)

Posted on April 3, 2018 by Dreamaticus

No wonder our tiny bathroom was awash with debris from the domestic sewage system. There were simply far too many people in the house, and the drains could no longer cope with the increased use of the facilities. Somehow TPR … Continue reading →

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A graffiti grudge (Rousse)

Posted on March 31, 2018 by Dreamaticus

We knew that something was wrong as soon as we emerged from our bedroom and walked into the hall. Someone had broken into our flat and scrawled messages in silver ink on the carpet. In the kitchen similar graffiti covered … Continue reading →

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Unusual lavatory layout for school parties in Stockton-on-Tees (Rousse)

Posted on March 13, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Formerly known as Hector’s House, the third of the double garages (including the coach house) at the White House, Hartburn, Stockton-on-Tees, was converted into holiday accommodation for school parties. On the ground floor there was a self-contained bedroom with en … Continue reading →

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A kiss and a cuddle in the science museum (Rousse)

Posted on February 27, 2018 by Dreamaticus

We returned to Northfield, Birmingham to visit S and NY and family, all crammed into our old two-bedroomed house. The neighbourhood was much smarter than in our day, largely due to the conversion of the former rat run into a … Continue reading →

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Back to the old house for BBC Radio 4’s Any Questions? (Rousse)

Posted on February 15, 2018 by Dreamaticus

The venue for this week’s BBC Radio 4 Any questions was Stockton-on-Tees or – more precisely – the childhood bedroom that I shared with my sisters at the White House, Hartburn. The room had been cleared of bedroom furniture to … Continue reading →

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A busy seaside highland hotel (Rousse)

Posted on January 28, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I hoped that all this cycling was helping me to lose weight. I’d seen a shocking video of myself in a mustard yellow shift dress over black leggings and did not the idea that kindly people had taken to describing … Continue reading →

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A tidy break-in (Rousse)

Posted on January 15, 2018 by Dreamaticus

While I wheeled the abandoned black bicycle along the path, SC expressed her concern that she would not find a hairdresser open in St Andrews on a Sunday. She was wrong. A couple of hours later her silver locks were … Continue reading →

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