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Last minute wedding outfit disaster and a cosmetic use for dust (Rousse)

Posted on July 5, 2012 by Dreamaticus

We were last-minute additions to EM’s wedding party. EM himself lent me one of his maids for the afternoon and her first task was to rush back to our flat to fetch suitable outfits for us. Meanwhile I wandered around … Continue reading →

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What Rousse learnt last night

Posted on July 3, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Startling news I learnt last night: The night-time taxi fare from central London to Reading is only £10.02. My friend V has multiple pseudonyms (including “Deany”), and was the head girl at her Swiss boarding school. My new American lodger … Continue reading →

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How not to dress like Siouxsie Sioux (Rousse)

Posted on June 8, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Siouxsie Sioux and I were in trouble, both deemed as unsuitably attired for the event. She wore a black sequinned cocktail dress. I hadn’t even managed to get out my bed clothes. I was still wearing the thin white cotton … Continue reading →

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Top wedding style and a most unusual gift (Rousse)

Posted on May 19, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My parents laid on the party at the White House as a combined hen and stag night for SB and fiancé AG. The date was chosen to take advantage of the ceilidh on the beach, a short walk along the … Continue reading →

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Talking dog finds a new home (Rousse)

Posted on December 4, 2011 by Dreamaticus

TPR and I found a new place to live on the top floor of an abandoned Victorian orphanage in Manchester. Admittedly it would take some time to make the cold grey rooms comfortable, and we’d have to do something with … Continue reading →

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Alice in Wonderland attraction (Rousse)

Posted on November 18, 2011 by Dreamaticus

The rules of the race stipulated that you would be disqualified if you placed a foot on concrete at any point during your run. I decided to make the wood my starting point and see what would happen. Inevitably I … Continue reading →

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A misguided love affair, a talking ape, a fairground murder, and three clear advantages of a prison sentence (Rousse)

Posted on November 10, 2011 by Dreamaticus

We spent the day at Belle’s London office counselling a friend desperate to escape a loveless marriage. When X refused to reveal to me the identity of his mistress, yet hinted that Belle was in the know, I feared the … Continue reading →

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A late resolution to train for the Olympics at London 2012 (Rousse)

Posted on March 29, 2011 by Dreamaticus

It felt like a University of Birmingham reunion. In reality we were gathered together to celebrate the birthday of the youngest person in our year. HW (now HJ) was finally 40. Everyone was there for the party: Spotted for the … Continue reading →

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A bendy bus trip to Diagon Alley, but Harry Potter nowhere to be seen (Rousse)

Posted on December 11, 2010 by Dreamaticus

What was it with TPR and clothing? Here he was cycling towards town along Morningside Road in Bruntsfield on a sunny day wearing a navy blue T shirt – and nothing else! His response to a request to please put … Continue reading →

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This charming man (Belle)

Posted on November 25, 2010 by Dreamaticus

What a charming man Peter Cushing was! He knew the designer of every item of clothing I was wearing (although as I kept confiding to the girls around me, I had only paid £1 in a charity shop for most … Continue reading →

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