Tag Archives: dog

Cakes, a cute puppy, and unwelcome careers advice (Rousse)

Posted on January 25, 2011 by Dreamaticus

We all squeezed into LC’s new car and headed to the airport, stopping off on the way so that LC and KT could raid cake shops. I waited in the car park, looking after the children. Fitness trainer KB’s dog … Continue reading →

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Animals run wild and household hints (Belle)

Posted on January 18, 2011 by Dreamaticus

In a cobbled courtyard a fox chased a goat. Then a rottweiler chased two police horses and got his tail spanked for his trouble. Meanwhile, a TV chef was making dinner party pudding recommendations. Why not place a big block … Continue reading →

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Old records, new media and Lassie (Belle)

Posted on January 4, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I was travelling on the old East London Line from New Cross and I was weighed down with boxes of vinyl records and plastic bags and goodness knows what. The dog was off the lead and I spent the entire … Continue reading →

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Collie dog lies, fashion for red-heads, and a sad trip to Australia (Rousse)

Posted on December 23, 2010 by Dreamaticus

Nobody knew why the couple took the tablets, but we inherited both children and the two dogs. We would go out for a walk to take our minds off the double suicide. Unused to herding kids and pets, within minutes … 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 otter and Harry Potter (Rousse)

Posted on December 15, 2010 by Dreamaticus

It was the final morning of our holiday on the Isle of Lewis. On the advice of TPR I asked for sausages and eggs for breakfast. Bored with waiting for my meal to arrive, I stepped down from the table … 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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Belle has a makeover

Posted on November 18, 2010 by Dreamaticus

Everyone was thrilled with the charity shop buy – a paisley pink and gold silk mini dress, with only minor fading. They all said it looked as if it was made for me. I wasn’t so convinced by it, or … Continue reading →

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Shall I stay or shall I go now? (Rousse)

Posted on November 16, 2010 by Dreamaticus

While TPR slept I slipped down to breakfast then paid the hotel bill. We’d been tempted to stay an extra night, largely because there was a strong possibility that RG would be arriving later in the day after a week’s … Continue reading →

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Belle’s bad hair day

Posted on November 14, 2010 by Dreamaticus

One set of parents lived in New York. The other set in San Francisco. So who would the young couple spend Christmas with? This was NOT my type of film and when the girl tricked the boy into flying to … Continue reading →

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