Tag Archives: dead

Mrs Thatcher mystery solved (Rousse)

Posted on April 6, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Mrs Thatcher was dead. The few people in the know had all been sworn to secrecy. The embargo meant that the news would not be released until the formal commemorations of the 30th anniversary of the Falklands War were over. … Continue reading →

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Young “Arthur Weasley” assists in railway murder hunt (Rousse)

Posted on March 14, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The biggest clue that I had time-travelled was that Mark Williams (better known as Arthur Weasley in the Harry Potter movies) looked so young. He must have only been in his mid to late twenties. As the manager of Worcester … Continue reading →

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Rousse’s killer presentation

Posted on March 6, 2012 by Dreamaticus

CO gave me a last friendly pat on the back for good luck as we negotiated the final set of stairs to the lecture hall. This was it then. It was finally time for me to deliver the closing keynote … Continue reading →

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Elvis Costello and Libby Purves forced to share scant office space at the BBC (Rousse)

Posted on February 10, 2012 by Dreamaticus

MR and I got ahead of the others on a Sunday walk across the Pentland Hills with colleagues. Enthusing over Great British walks, MR declared how he would love to follow the Roman Wall trail from the south of England … Continue reading →

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A stay at the budgie hospital hotel (Rousse)

Posted on January 22, 2012 by Dreamaticus

How fortunate that AM and I were allocated to the same hotel bedroom. Without her tutoring, I would never have known that bedside light fittings also double up as iPhone chargers, nor would I have had access to the wide … Continue reading →

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Shetland’s craziest coach driver (Rousse)

Posted on January 15, 2012 by Dreamaticus

We had both settled into our seats on the train on the way to the airport when I asked TPR what he had done with the suitcase. Although we’d both remembered our rucksacks as hand luggage, he’d forgotten to pick … Continue reading →

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An alternative use for Stilton cheese (Rousse)

Posted on January 14, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Obedient as ever, I packed some blue-veined cheese to take on holiday. This was at the request of the young hotel proprietor. I assumed that local supplies of Stilton had run out and that my purchase would revive the cheeseboard … Continue reading →

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Deadly and expensive, but ever so cool: Rousse debates smoking with an addict

Posted on January 11, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I didn’t believe JG when he said that he would give up smoking for our Caribbean holiday. A victim of peer pressure in Strasbourg (so it appeared to me, at least), he’d been addicted to the deadly habit since 1984. … Continue reading →

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Rousse bakes mini lemon meringue pies while her husband holds court in the bath

Posted on January 10, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My first problem was that I had to choose between three competing commitments all taking place on the same night. My second was that I had promised my boss that I would attend one of them. However, I now had … Continue reading →

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Cousins versus a phone call at St Pancras Station (Rousse)

Posted on January 7, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I took AM’s phone call just a few steps from where I last left her in the Betjeman Arms at St Pancras Station. We chatted amiably until my attention was distracted by the comings and goings of a group of … Continue reading →

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