Tag Archives: car

From Northumberland to Pitlochry in a gangster’s Mercedes (Rousse)

Posted on March 16, 2014 by Dreamaticus

TPR and I lived in a lovely stone house in Northumberland. It had six bedrooms (two downstairs) and four bathrooms. On the day that I realised that I had forgotten to reserve a table for dinner I volunteered to walk … Continue reading →

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The invisible car (Rousse)

Posted on March 1, 2014 by Dreamaticus

DJ was showing off his latest purchase: an invisible car. Along with everyone else I admired it greatly, even though I couldn’t see it. More impressive was the Soviet style statue across the bay. It was the size of a … Continue reading →

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Breast implants and Beatnik disappointment (Rousse)

Posted on February 7, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I needed to back in Edinburgh by Friday for meetings at work in the morning, and an evening Beatnik party. My sister J arranged to drop me off at the station on the beach by the Arsenal ground on her … Continue reading →

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Edinburgh’s worst driver (Rousse)

Posted on January 26, 2014 by Dreamaticus

TPR leapt out of the black BMW at the traffic lights while we were queuing at the Barnton junction. “I’ll be back in a minute” he shouted. “I’m just going to get some petrol.” When the lights changed to green, … Continue reading →

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Lost in a Birmingham blizzard at Christmas (Rousse)

Posted on January 2, 2014 by Dreamaticus

The server dropped the half-filled ice cream cone when the call came through. It was now snowing very heavily outside, and anyone who wanted to travel any further needed to get back into their vehicles immediately. TPR and I rushed … Continue reading →

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A Christmas cycling trip to Cornwall (Rousse)

Posted on December 21, 2013 by Dreamaticus

This was a big treat for my mother, who had never visited Cornwall before. After a long hunt for a space, we parked our sports car in a side street, almost crushing my old red cycling helmet into the kerb … Continue reading →

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From Harry Potter’s Chamber of Secrets to Coronation Street (Rousse)

Posted on December 14, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I jumped into the back seat of the passing car and made my demand: “Take me to the supermarket. I’m going to watch the second Harry Potter film in French with my husband at Tesco!” I obviously gave the impression … Continue reading →

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Coping with Canadian weather and dangerous dogs (Rousse)

Posted on December 10, 2013 by Dreamaticus

We learnt about the extremes of Canadian weather during our family touring holiday. One moment we were watching entire islands being swept along an immense broad valley in meltwater floods. The next we were struggling to drive over roads sealed … Continue reading →

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A Lake District escape (Rousse)

Posted on November 28, 2013 by Dreamaticus

One minute I was lying next to my gorgeous cousin N. The next I was a kidnap victim, crushed into the back of a car heading for the Lake District. A strangely-shaped man, who had obviously raided my rucksack, squashed … Continue reading →

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Harry Potter tattoos: the only clue to “Pedro’s” past (Rousse)

Posted on November 19, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I lost TPR during the final stage of the long journey to the US aboard an ocean liner. Occasionally I would spot him in the distance across deck, usually driving one of the small open cars used for deliveries by … Continue reading →

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