Tag Archives: French

A hat trick of PhDs (Rousse)

Posted on January 15, 2022 by Dreamaticus

Not to be outdone, two of my three flatmates from my undergraduate final year embarked on doctoral studies. Soon all three of us would all hold a PhDs: mine in Computing, SL’s in education, and HW’s on obscure French philosophy.

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Failing your finals (Rousse)

Posted on September 22, 2021 by Dreamaticus

I met old university classmates KH and SB for a cup of tea in the Scotsman Hotel before they left Edinburgh. SB confessed that – like me – she had not been attending the final year classes of our French … Continue reading →

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Award talk with Sir Mark Walport (Rousse)

Posted on September 7, 2021 by Dreamaticus

ASDA had deserted the deep-sea themed shopping centre on the outskirts of town, as had the giant aquarium retailer. The enormous concrete sculptures of marine creatures now looked rather forlorn in the neglected flower beds. Sainsbury’s moved to the site … Continue reading →

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A polyglot and a primate (Rousse)

Posted on May 6, 2020 by Dreamaticus

TPR threatened to accompany me to the ball naked. Happily, instead, he dressed in his dinner suit. However, he did have a big surprise for me. He had rounded up my two best friends from undergraduate days (HJ and SL) … Continue reading →

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Deaf woman drives ancient red and white Peugeot 205 (Rousse)

Posted on April 30, 2020 by Dreamaticus

I was briefly reunited with my old Peugeot 205. A deaf French woman drove it into town. The car now sported French plates, and half its body work was white rather than red.

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A hospital romance (Rousse)

Posted on February 9, 2019 by Dreamaticus

The cancer ward proved a fertile hunting ground for a new husband. There I was courted by a tall dark French man. Meanwhile my mother patiently waited for me in the café.

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A clown, killer whales, and curvy bronzed buttocks (Rousse)

Posted on September 22, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Thirty years on I rediscovered the dark-haired Italian man with whom I had been friendly in France in the 1980s. Now working as a professional clown, he lived on the French riviera in a small apartment that offered wonderful views of … Continue reading →

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Wine Haiku performance at the National Library of Scotland (Rousse)

Posted on August 23, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I visited TPR in his shared student accommodation. The flat was still a dump, but at least the landlord had at last started to replace the rotting flooring. In the tiny bedroom I worked on my French homework: writing an … Continue reading →

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An unhappy return to Nantes (Rousse)

Posted on June 14, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Nantes was unrecognisable to me after my 33-year absence. I was also very nervous about returning to France barely able to speak French. It didn’t help that I had brought no French cash with me, and that the University sports … Continue reading →

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University of Nottingham web pages hacked (Rousse)

Posted on June 1, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I ruined the University of Nottingham’s graduate testimonials web page when I picked out the plastic letters from the top line and dropped them on the floor. I simply couldn’t remember the wording that JC had used to honour her … Continue reading →

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