Tag Archives: dark

Rousse breaks mountain safety rules

Posted on February 5, 2014 by Dreamaticus

This was so foolish. I set off up a mountain with two men that I barely knew, in the dark, without a torch.

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Sharon the fine art vandal and a welcome Christmas gift (Rousse)

Posted on December 24, 2013 by Dreamaticus

As she moved the pictures around our flat, the woman with long dark hair complained to me that she hated her name. I suggested that if she really wanted to do so, she could change it from Sharon to something … Continue reading →

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David Tennant dons disguise for Dr Who day visits (Rousse)

Posted on November 18, 2013 by Dreamaticus

The timelord had landed. I knew this because I heard a clatter of footsteps as the Doctor and his crew descended the steps to our basement flat. David Tennant had made some effort to disguise himself by blackening his face, … Continue reading →

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The kidnap victim of the Reed Corporation (Rousse)

Posted on October 2, 2013 by Dreamaticus

So much for being rescued: the “kind man” who had “taken me in his arms” now held a gun to my head. He marched me out of the building, across the road, through the main door of a glass skyscraper, … Continue reading →

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The Desert Island Discs theory of mathematics (Rousse)

Posted on August 1, 2013 by Dreamaticus

For once ST seemed just as excited as me that we were meeting in my dreams again. As soon as JC dismissed herself from a three-way conversation about A level maths test results (she scored a mere 40%), I got … Continue reading →

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A model invitation (Rousse)

Posted on July 3, 2013 by Dreamaticus

JLW slipped off her bar stool to grab me as I walked past. “Do come and join us” she said. I glanced over to her party at the bar and wondered how I would fit in with JLW’s gorgeous new … Continue reading →

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Watching Wimbledon with wool and whelks (Rousse)

Posted on June 27, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I was an intern for a large multinational company. They didn’t really know what to do with me, so I ended up staffing the main reception desk with a team of young men dressed in black trousers, dark grey shirts … Continue reading →

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A new boyfriend (Rousse)

Posted on June 25, 2013 by Dreamaticus

When the tall, dark 17 year-old took my hand and led me away from the others I questioned his motives. It was very hard to believe that all he wanted was for me to be his girlfriend.

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When the Shop of Curiosities is out of stock (Rousse)

Posted on June 17, 2013 by Dreamaticus

The most curious thing about the Shop of Curiosities was that it held no stock. Once through the door all you found was a series of dark rooms containing a few sticks of old furniture and a couple of well-worn … Continue reading →

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Chasing Rupert Grint in the dark (Rousse)

Posted on May 23, 2013 by Dreamaticus

My sister J and I walked along the middle of Darlington Road as far as the junction with Kenton Close. The houses were spaced out more widely than we remembered, in a landscape of lush green fields and rolling hills. … Continue reading →

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