Tag Archives: driver

Edinburgh’s most dangerous driver (Rousse)

Posted on May 18, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Keen to keep my crown as Edinburgh’s most dangerous driver, I was out and about again causing traffic chaos. This time I confused everyone by waiting in the right hand lane at Abbey Hill, while indicating my intention to turn … Continue reading →

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Stockton Sixth Form College students take to the skies and survive the flood (Rousse)

Posted on April 5, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Very few of the staff who taught me were still now working at the Stockton Sixth Form College. The only teacher that I recognised was Mr X, still sporting his distinctive comb-over. I found ECM queening it over everyone in … Continue reading →

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Dangerous driver on the loose in Edinburgh’s New Town (Rousse)

Posted on March 22, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I was a menace behind the wheel. My latest driving disaster was to crash my way through Stockbridge up to Howe Street. Someone really needed to confiscate my licence.

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Detention for a naughty school girl (Rousse)

Posted on March 13, 2013 by Dreamaticus

GW and I sat up at the front of the minibus next to the driver – a 15 year-old blonde girl dressed in her pale blue school uniform. While I fiddled with my camera settings in an attempt to keep … Continue reading →

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A tandem upgrade and trying twins (Rousse)

Posted on January 10, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I peered out of the car window to the left and gazed up at the faded wooden sign. In peeling red and green paint, it advertised a long defunct fishmonger. Just here, where we were now queuing in traffic, there … Continue reading →

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A visit to the Indigo bed and breakfast (Rousse)

Posted on October 1, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The Indigo bed and breakfast was in Cunningsburgh, Shetland. TPR had dumped the bike elsewhere so we caught the bus to the village. Once again I was astonished at the reach of service of Lothian Buses. We asked for directions … Continue reading →

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Highland tattoo confession (Rousse)

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I woke up cold on the floor of our tatty bed and breakfast room, with TPR five feet away tucked up cosy in bed. At least this proved that I’d slept. It was the last day of our holiday and … Continue reading →

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Fare dodging on the buses (Rousse)

Posted on August 28, 2012 by Dreamaticus

We didn’t have enough change to make up the £6.40 that we needed for the two bus fares. To make up the difference TPR and I gathered up piles of foreign currency, some unusual ochre-coloured coppers, and a mix of … Continue reading →

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Shoe shops, a suitcase, and a dodgy taxi ruin travel plans (Rousse)

Posted on May 6, 2012 by Dreamaticus

It was a real rush at the end of the Turku conference. Poor GW did her best to get me to the airport in time for my flight to London Heathrow (and onwards to meetings in Swindon), but I got … Continue reading →

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New York’s finest and cream slices (Belle)

Posted on January 24, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My secondment to the New York Police Department was nearly over and yet the NYPD officers were still taking every opportunity to laugh at me. They thought my slow meander to the driver’s window of a stopped car was laughable. … Continue reading →

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