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Quidditch team selection rules (Rousse)

Posted on December 25, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Heroku’s latest release was a Quidditch-like game designed by my friend J. It was played with small, brightly coloured plastic sticks and a puck. J was very particular in his requirements when it came to choosing teams. He was not … Continue reading →

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A reunion with Gandalf, Dumbledore, Beowulf, and Basil Fawlty (Rousse)

Posted on December 23, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Gandalf and/or Dumbledore was dead. I saw them wheel his body into the hall on a trolley. The white sheet was meant to cover the entire corpse, but strands of long white hair could not be contained and peeked out … Continue reading →

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David Tennant dons disguise for Dr Who day visits (Rousse)

Posted on November 18, 2013 by Dreamaticus

The timelord had landed. I knew this because I heard a clatter of footsteps as the Doctor and his crew descended the steps to our basement flat. David Tennant had made some effort to disguise himself by blackening his face, … Continue reading →

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Tsunami victim gathers up beach wear and the wounded (Rousse)

Posted on November 17, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I thought that I had left my belongings far enough up the beach for them to be safe. Then a huge wave appeared from nowhere and dragged everything in its path back into the sea. With the help of my … Continue reading →

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A log cabin date on the Isle of Skye (Rousse)

Posted on November 11, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I left my MacBook Air under my desk at the British Library and chased across the reading room to intercept the young man in a navy blue suit who was carrying a briefcase. “Nick!” I shouted. He spun round and … Continue reading →

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A horsewoman turned financier and an injured charity boss (Rousse)

Posted on November 9, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I heard that my school friend LF (then ED) had taken a job at RA’s charity. “What’s she doing for you?” I asked. When I learnt that that L was in charge of finance I had to admit that I … Continue reading →

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Jimmy Savile shocker (Rousse)

Posted on November 3, 2013 by Dreamaticus

We climbed out of the taxi and paid the driver, then looked around for our young friend S. It only took a couple of minutes to spot him in the crowd with his mother. But who was that old bloke … Continue reading →

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How to write a novel: Rousse explains her strategy to imposter “Dave”

Posted on October 19, 2013 by Dreamaticus

“Dave” claimed that he was a veteran of the Edinburgh Coffee Morning, and old friends with “Andy”. I couldn’t ever remember seeing this Dave at the Friday gatherings before, and on close questioning he couldn’t come up with a surname … Continue reading →

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A miracle escape in Sunderland (Rousse)

Posted on October 10, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I decided to give the meeting in London a miss and instead caught the train to Sunderland. There I visited my university friend SL and her young, and extremely irresponsible, husband. While S and I played in the snow along … Continue reading →

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Beyond the spiral staircase (Rousse)

Posted on August 31, 2013 by Dreamaticus

JW led me up the secret spiral staircase to the famous hilltop where all the great and good were gathered. I’d known of the existence of this exclusive sunbathing spot for some time, but because I had never been invited … Continue reading →

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