Tag Archives: dress

A slighty tricky hospital romance (Rousse)

Posted on May 12, 2015 by Dreamaticus

We gazed across the table into one another’s eyes confessing our love while bemoaning our tricky marital predicament. There was also the further issue of our physical incompatability, but that only applied when we were upright. When the object of … Continue reading →

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Alps plane crash victim regrets flight choice (Rousse)

Posted on April 25, 2015 by Dreamaticus

LM and her colleague from the National Library of Scotland could wait for me no longer. I said that I would follow them up to the Library just as soon as I could get off the phone. We were due … Continue reading →

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Looking for a lighter (Rousse)

Posted on April 8, 2015 by Dreamaticus

‘Dressed’ only in a white hand towel, I had locked myself out of my room. Regardless I joined the others at the disco where my playlist was keeping everyone well entertained. NP led the singing, as usual. Towards the end … Continue reading →

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Open plan living and outlet stores (Rousse)

Posted on March 16, 2015 by Dreamaticus

TPR came out of retirement to do one last rotation in the US. We lived ‘open plan’ in a gym-sized hall alongside many other people. This meant that we had to share furniture and dress in front of the others. … Continue reading →

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Ghost and new-born compete for attention at school reunion (Rousse)

Posted on February 15, 2015 by Dreamaticus

I was now so familiar with the T twins that I could tell that it was L (and not H) in the old-fashioned wedding dress. “I am not dressed as a bride”, she said. “This is a nightie. I am … Continue reading →

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An afternoon in Rousse’s wardrobe

Posted on December 16, 2014 by Dreamaticus

WB rooted around in my wardrobe until she found a suitable green dress. The choice of footwear, however, was a great disappointment to her. Flat black leather pumps were simply not her style.

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Secret sex with students (Rousse)

Posted on November 10, 2014 by Dreamaticus

X wanted to move to the same Californian seaside town where I had settled. The first job he took there was as a waiter, but he had an eye on something more exciting – teaching watersports to children. I tried … Continue reading →

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The Emperor of China, Tom Forrest, an absent wife, and a widower (Rousse)

Posted on October 30, 2014 by Dreamaticus

Ancient tradition in China required the donning of a long black robe (similar to an academic gown) whenever the emperor visited. Every day during my imprisonment I was on standby for this eventuality. Meanwhile I joined in with the activities … Continue reading →

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Ducks and drowning risk in city centre (Rousse)

Posted on October 29, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I’d craved a sea view for years and now I had one – almost. When we woke at 05:00am to the blast of morning television from the flat upstairs TPR and I had no option but to get up and … Continue reading →

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Unwanted romantic advances, a “lost” suitcase, and death at the fun run (Rousse)

Posted on October 5, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I’d loved him for some time now, but his drunken advances, although flattering, were not welcome – especially in front of my parents. When he followed me upstairs to my hotel room I was suddenly overcome with a chill of … Continue reading →

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