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Crash victim bodies buried in moorland peat bog (Rousse)

Posted on October 19, 2015 by Dreamaticus

My father told us that we should go up to the moors and remove all the evidence of the car crash. His main concern was that the wreckage and bodies that my sister S and I had buried in the … Continue reading →

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Caring for the elderly (Rousse)

Posted on August 7, 2015 by Dreamaticus

My father didn’t intend any harm, but when he drove into PH from behind as a joke the old man fell directly on his nose and suffered much pain. I knew that it was my job to help him now, … Continue reading →

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Poisonous crabs and unpierced ears in Australia (Rousse)

Posted on July 27, 2015 by Dreamaticus

I took TPR’s Auntie Rita on a trip to Australia. On the first day we bought some provisions from a chemist and took them to the park where poisonous crabs ran through the grass. I met a lovely father of … Continue reading →

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Alan Sugar’s son sews (Rousse)

Posted on July 16, 2015 by Dreamaticus

Lord Alan Sugar was the father of the boy. I might have been his mother, and possibly also Lord Sugar’s wife, but I could not be certain. Whatever my status in the household, I took it upon myself to entertain … Continue reading →

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Unusual attractions in rural Northumberland (Rousse)

Posted on June 4, 2015 by Dreamaticus

My father easily parked the silver Ford Granada outside the shopping parade. It was only when everyone got out that I discovered why this particular space was free: you could only stay here for one hour. We would surely need … Continue reading →

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ISIS ambitions thwarted (Rousse)

Posted on May 16, 2015 by Dreamaticus

My father accepted an invitation to travel to Australia to fight ISIS. He was just about to set off when I pointed out that he wouldn’t get very far without a passport or visa.

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A tale of arson and murder (Rousse)

Posted on May 16, 2015 by Dreamaticus

My misdeeds were many. First there was arson. I threw a match into a small garage on the junction of Northumberland Street and Ferry Road. While I watched the billows of grey smoke envelop the neighbourhood, I thought it would … Continue reading →

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Bob Marley plays with talent show hopeful (Rousse)

Posted on March 5, 2015 by Dreamaticus

Such was the success of TV talent show hopeful FG that he and his father J were invited to gig with Bob Marley.

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Notes on a G-string (Rousse)

Posted on December 27, 2014 by Dreamaticus

While my father fretted over whether or not soup would be served at the pre-wedding breakfast the night before my cousin’s wedding in Somerset, I hunted in desperation for clean underwear. My sister and HJ unearthed an over-complicated G-string. Aghast … Continue reading →

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Snow and stovies on election day (Rousse)

Posted on December 8, 2014 by Dreamaticus

When we tried to go outside we found a metre of snow banked up against the back door. I asked TPR not to touch it while I made a dash for my camera. He disobeyed me, and immediately got started … Continue reading →

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