Tag Archives: clothes

Running clothes for women (Rousse)

Posted on December 11, 2013 by Dreamaticus

BF turned up at the house in a stretchy brown crocheted dress. She’d last worn this garment when delivering a presidential address to a professional body in 2010. Today she thought it was suitable attire for a 06:00am run.

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Black M&S knickers laundered for the overworked academic (Rousse)

Posted on October 27, 2013 by Dreamaticus

It was inevitable that I would eventually just give in to my workload and move onto campus. My new “home” was a small space at the end of a bench of computers in a noisy student lab: we had words … Continue reading →

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An encounter with the monochrome set (Rousse)

Posted on October 14, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Unused to running late, I was full of apologies when we finally pulled up the gravel drive of the White House in Hartburn. The cyclist was waiting, leaning against the dining room window with his white bike. I learnt later … Continue reading →

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An untidy wife and a dirty neighbour (Rousse)

Posted on October 5, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I chased TPR into the spare bedroom to see what he was up to. Why was he wearing the pale grey suit that he bought back in 1983? Whatever was he doing trying to squeeze his big feet into the … Continue reading →

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Jane Garvey acrobat commentary, bad taste in clothes, and slum living (Rousse)

Posted on September 11, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Even with Jane Garvey providing the commentary, the Chinese acrobatic performance was dull, dull, dull. Indeed, it was so tedious that I could feel myself drifting off to sleep in my seat. The looks that my neighbours cast my way … Continue reading →

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A rummage through an atheist’s wardrobe (Rousse)

Posted on July 14, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I’d had enough of this religious twaddle. “Listen”, I said “You may be American, but someone has to tell you all that (a) there is no God, and (b) we don’t go to heaven when we die”. As soon as … Continue reading →

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A sexy shower rendez-vous (Rousse)

Posted on June 12, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Even though we’d over-provisioned on white wine and not bought enough red, our party was still going reasonably well. From the sitting room (where most of the guests were gathered) I walked into the kitchen to see if the shower … Continue reading →

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David Tennant returns as Dr Who (Rousse)

Posted on June 11, 2013 by Dreamaticus

The rumours were true. David Tennant was back as Dr Who – and I was his assistant! He grabbed my hand for the latest adventure: The ghost bus. Once aboard the bus in question, the title of the episode became … Continue reading →

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A dress maker takes a break (Rousse)

Posted on May 24, 2013 by Dreamaticus

After a lovely bike ride along the river MSB and I went back to her flat and chatted. This made a welcome change from sewing garments.

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BBC employee discovers drug den in Edinburgh’s Stockbridge (Rousse)

Posted on May 17, 2013 by Dreamaticus

My high-powered job on Radio 4 required regular trips to London for meetings. Because I needed to be up early the next morning to catch the 05:40 train, I had to consider my sleeping options carefully. The first possibility was … Continue reading →

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