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iPad hidden feature revealed and pretty ponies perform (Rousse)

Posted on January 20, 2011 by Dreamaticus

TPR looked so pale and I suspected that he had been crying. What had driven him to come to my office on campus in such a state? He pulled out his iPad and confessed that he had been monitoring my … Continue reading →

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Distressed baby elephant upstaged by new republic (Rousse)

Posted on January 13, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I stole the enormous slices of carrot cake from the supermarket staff’s Christmas party, then LM and I gorged ourselves in an illicit bedroom picnic. The pretty little red-haired toddler gazed up at the snow-topped range from the car window … Continue reading →

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Mark Kermode, spy school, beetroot salad (Belle)

Posted on December 29, 2010 by Dreamaticus

The kids at the spy school won the MI5 raffle and a fraud was suspected. Inspectors were sent along and an investigation launched. I was watching all this unravel from a whole food stall across the street. The beetroot salad … Continue reading →

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Lord Sugar’s new apprentice discovers his more modest and softer side (Rousse)

Posted on December 22, 2010 by Dreamaticus

Lord Sugar had ditched his Rolls Royce for a dirty green e-type Jaguar. He’d also lost his chauffeur. So what? I was still his new apprentice! The modesty of our means of transport was trumped by the state of the … Continue reading →

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The Doctor will NOT be with Belle shortly

Posted on December 4, 2010 by Dreamaticus

Where exactly was the flight to London? I was an anonymous person waiting in a departure lounge for the German ‘hostesses’ – or indeed anyone – to notice me. Just think how astonished they would be when my good friend, … Continue reading →

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Rousse, a reptile and rubies

Posted on December 3, 2010 by Dreamaticus

My thought processes raced through four distinct stages: (1) Is that a snake curled around my ankle? (2) And that scrap of grey cloth, what’s that? (3) Ugh, dead mouse! (4) Yikes, the mouse is dead because it’s been attacked … Continue reading →

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Rousse misses Clive Anderson – just

Posted on November 29, 2010 by Dreamaticus

It was an amazing coincidence to see Clive Anderson twice in one day. I’d spotted him at the London BBC Radio 4 studio in the morning, and now he was here in Edinburgh checking into reception. I hesitated over approaching … Continue reading →

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Rousse remembers train crash

Posted on November 27, 2010 by Dreamaticus

The train ground to a halt just before Musselburgh, narrowly missing the blue Golf parked across the line. My first thoughts were of the 2001 Selby train crash and the urgency to get out of the carriage and away from … Continue reading →

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Rousse misses out on the miracle of childbirth

Posted on November 24, 2010 by Dreamaticus

Mother-of-four SY took charge of the six women seated in silence around the long wooden table. She instructed me to wash my hands and help when necessary. If I doubted SY’s qualifications in midwifery, my own experience of childbirth was … Continue reading →

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The return of Rousse’s red Peugeot 205

Posted on November 15, 2010 by Dreamaticus

There were so many questions: Why had my parents “rescued” my red Peugeot 205 (sold on in 2008) and booked it into repair at a garage (of which we knew nothing) at the other side of town? Did it really … Continue reading →

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