Tag Archives: blue

A fishy tale of fighter jets and a missed meeting (Rousse)

Posted on July 22, 2013 by Dreamaticus

From the coach window in Ireland EH, NU and I watched fighter jets sketch vapour trails into the blue summer sky. “How do they do that?” I asked as the planes created a small shoal of vapour trail salmon for … Continue reading →

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PhD graduation outfit and the Post Office impress (Rousse)

Posted on July 1, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Across the corridor I heard ECM squeal when she took delivery of her graduation gown and hood. The latter was most unusual, taking the form of an air force blue silk padded bomber jacket. ECM would look quite the star … Continue reading →

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Cure concert attire crisis (Rousse)

Posted on June 28, 2013 by Dreamaticus

What should one wear to a Cure concert? A Cure tour T shirt, of course. I hunted high and low for one, both at the house (didn’t we once have one in blue?) and in a specialist bar for music … Continue reading →

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Long-awaited guest wows the crowd in a gleaming royal blue satin gown (Rousse)

Posted on April 26, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Sitting outdoors across the long table from me, LP argued the merits of running at least three times a week. I felt terrible because I no longer managed this. However, it was wonderful to see all the faces of the … Continue reading →

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Sympathy and ping pong (Rousse)

Posted on April 20, 2013 by Dreamaticus

When XY broke down in tears in my room I realised that the only way to comfort him would be to invite him into my bed. Between sobs he listed many injustices others waged against his research projects, using this … Continue reading →

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Drug addiction contributes to project failure (Rousse)

Posted on March 17, 2013 by Dreamaticus

The pallor of the student’s skin shone blue, as did the whites of his eyes. Here was yet another case of drug addiction amongst the undergraduates. I could also read confusion in his expression as he handed over his dissertation. … Continue reading →

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Enemy of the Principal loses her mind (Rousse)

Posted on December 20, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My class started at 14:00 and it was already 14:05. I still needed to collect the materials from my office. More pressing was the requirement to dress. I couldn’t really turn up to teach wearing just a navy blue towel. … Continue reading →

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Children and the dangers of thin ice (Rousse)

Posted on December 10, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The children boasted that the ice was so thick that they could walk across the frozen river. I asked them to demonstrate, my camera at the ready. The first girl placed her booted foot onto the supposedly solid ice, fell … Continue reading →

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James Bond and a hand-knit metallic jumper surprise (Rousse)

Posted on November 20, 2012 by Dreamaticus

HH opened the massive cardboard box that she’d brought on her visit. “Just a few presents” she announced as I spied the beautiful hand-knitted string jumpers in a dazzling array of metallic colours. I grabbed a golden one and pulled … Continue reading →

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Dress designer and academic set off on secret mission by EasyJet (Rousse)

Posted on July 22, 2012 by Dreamaticus

MSB and I set off on our secret mission to Russia by EasyJet. Our challenge was to retrieve the sky blue C90 cassette tape and return it intact to the UK. We ignored our Macedonian intern’s fears that we’d never … Continue reading →

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