Tag Archives: man

Just another divorce day casualty (Rousse)

Posted on January 9, 2018 by Dreamaticus

TPR spent Christmas in the far north of the Shetland Islands, miles away from me and the rest of the family. The evidence was there a parish magazine: a photograph of TPR seated next to a vicar at Christmas dinner … Continue reading →

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Contini kidnap (Rousse)

Posted on December 28, 2017 by Dreamaticus

We were all (including toddler JJ) squeezed around a big square table in Contini George Street, Edinburgh when a huge red-headed man in a kilt marched into the restaurant. He looked like an extra from Outlander. Most of us supposed … Continue reading →

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Stockton man traffics refugees as a sideline to drug dealing (Rousse)

Posted on December 11, 2017 by Dreamaticus

TPR and I were setting down to watch a 1970s film in the upstairs drawing room of the White House when we sensed that we were not alone. After a quick check behind the furniture revealed nothing, we sat back … Continue reading →

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Bicycle thief Mr Almond’s attack (Rousse)

Posted on November 18, 2017 by Dreamaticus

Every time that we returned to our house there was further evidence of attempted break-ins. We knew that it was only a matter of time before we would come home to a crime scene. The day finally arrived when we … Continue reading →

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Avoiding the hen man (Rousse)

Posted on November 14, 2017 by Dreamaticus

Not long after I had accidentally broken a dozen eggs in a box, I spotted BEX cleaning out the chickens. He called me over to request a meeting. I said that I would see him later, but I was lying.

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A relation from Barnsley (Rousse)

Posted on August 15, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I recognised the man’s voice immediately, but what was my father doing at the conference? When he stood up I could tell that this wasn’t my father after all, but someone who sounded and looked like him. He was even … Continue reading →

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A chase through the British Library (Rousse)

Posted on July 22, 2017 by Dreamaticus

AM and I chased a man through the British Library demanding to know why he had done nothing to update the Library and Information Science Research Coalition web site since 2009.

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Lumpy legs and a football cure for bad posture (Rousse)

Posted on July 15, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I showed the lumps on my legs to my office-mate BR. ‘You’d better get those checked by a doctor’ he said. I replied that I would do so – just as soon as I got dressed. Forty-five minutes later I … Continue reading →

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What it is to be a woman (Rousse)

Posted on May 28, 2017 by Dreamaticus

TPR emerged from the booth with a grim look on his face. ‘I now understand what it is to be a woman’, he announced. I couldn’t wait to climb into the booth myself and discover why to be a man … Continue reading →

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Falling in love with a Dutchman (Rousse)

Posted on March 31, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I was falling in love. The most attractive feature of the object of my affections was that he could cartwheel at will. When I asked him if he could lift me, he took me in his arms and raised me … Continue reading →

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