Tag Archives: High Street

A view of Edinburgh Castle and a cat in the dentist’s car seat (Rousse)

Posted on March 21, 2025 by Dreamaticus

TPR and I didn’t miss the city when we moved to the outskirts of Edinburgh. Our house was a luxurious new-build with an extraordinary number of bathrooms. From a thin window on the top floor, we could see in the … Continue reading →

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The pensioners’ orgy (Belle)

Posted on January 21, 2025 by Dreamaticus

As my friend parked our bright blue car on the high street, I spotted my friend T walking through the front door of a house. This came as a surprise to me as I hadn’t seen him since he died … Continue reading →

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A Coronavirus love story (Rousse)

Posted on February 28, 2020 by Dreamaticus

Most of the mature students gathered around the table contributed enthusiastically to the discussion of the Coronavirus. The general consensus was that all efforts should be made to protect children from the disease. The man in the corner was a … Continue reading →

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Viking parade disrupts travel on the 26 bus route through Musselburgh (Rousse)

Posted on February 4, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I hadn’t appreciated the urgency of AB’s departure from Musselburgh until after her parents WB and AB had waved her off in a taxi back to the city centre. Indeed I was quite upset because I could have shared the … Continue reading →

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Bike crime in Humshaugh (Rousse)

Posted on October 6, 2014 by Dreamaticus

My cousin N and I were cycling across Northumberland to Hexham on his blue bike. When we reached Humshaugh I asked if we could stop for a while to admire the Georgian high street. N agreed, but only on the … Continue reading →

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Gatecrashers in Hutton Rudby (Rousse)

Posted on August 9, 2014 by Dreamaticus

It turned out that HH did not live on a farm, but in a massive Victorian house on Hutton Rudby High Street. It was here that she was hosting the school reunion. Unfortunately the party proved very popular and before … Continue reading →

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Searching for stationery in Stockton-on-Tees (Rousse)

Posted on September 22, 2013 by Dreamaticus

What a joy it was to be back in Stockton-on-Tees searching for stationery! The high street had barely changed in 40 years. I loved the old-fashioned 1970s shop frontages. I hoped with all my heart that Dressers still be there … Continue reading →

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Promises, promises (Rousse)

Posted on September 17, 2012 by Dreamaticus

TPR was well ahead of us up the High Street so I reckoned that it was safe to grab X for another quick snog just as we came out of the arcade onto Cockburn Street. He seemed to appreciate it … Continue reading →

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A lost suitcase, an unknown phone number, and the scandal of banking hours in British provincial towns (Rousse)

Posted on July 29, 2012 by Dreamaticus

It was their mistake, but I should have thought of it earlier, especially since I was the one who would suffer as a result. By the time that I returned to the café H and K had already left. They … Continue reading →

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Why to tack a horse (Rousse)

Posted on March 10, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The High Street was almost completely covered in droppings. The only way for me to negotiate it safely was to ride a horse of my own. I found grey one in a field back at the guest house. It didn’t … Continue reading →

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