Tag Archives: mother

Car lock-out at the agricultural show (Rousse)

Posted on December 24, 2025 by Dreamaticus

Dressed only in my light white cotton nightie, I was locked out of my mother’s car at an agricultural show. I looked like a sad ghost wandering past the pens of livestock and craft stalls in the vast field, hunting … Continue reading →

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Mother returns from the dead to interfere in household tasks (Rousse)

Posted on November 27, 2025 by Dreamaticus

My (deceased) mother accidentally loaded the tumble dryer with a pile of dirty laundry and a cup of soap powder. Before she switched it on, I retrieved all the clothes and carried them in a bundle to Corbridge. On the … Continue reading →

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Pink knitwear in autumn (Rousse)

Posted on November 9, 2025 by Dreamaticus

I sat at the vast picture window to admire the autumn colours across the valley below. Although we missed city living, I loved our new house in the country. I was also very proud of my new wardrobe. Inside it, … Continue reading →

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Greeted by a huge sawn-off-at-the-shoulder bloodied arm (Rousse)

Posted on September 28, 2025 by Dreamaticus

Both my mother and TPR were released from their respective care homes for the day. My mother was in particularly fine fettle. She was able to keep up with my father’s walking pace – albeit at a distance – and … Continue reading →

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The husband clone (Rousse)

Posted on July 29, 2025 by Dreamaticus

My problems more than doubled when my husband was cloned. Which man was which? How long would the clone last? If one died, how soon afterwards would the other follow? Then there was the issue of explaining this bizarre situation … Continue reading →

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Sir Keir Starmer in platform shoes

Posted on July 25, 2025 by Dreamaticus

Sir Keir Starmer in tottering platform shoes was a useful distraction on the day of my mother’s funeral.

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Adventures with a Ford Granada (Rousse)

Posted on July 8, 2025 by Dreamaticus

I took my mother’s car keys without her knowledge and set off in the Granada to the meeting at the Royal Society of Edinburgh. I followed the car in front, stupidly assuming that the driver was also heading in the … Continue reading →

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A lost baby, a father risen from the dead, drug addicts, and an unlicensed driver (Rousse)

Posted on June 7, 2025 by Dreamaticus

‘Wake up! Wake up!’ I screamed at my mother in the bed next to mine. ‘Naomi’s baby has vanished!’ I made such a noise that I literally woke my father from the dead. When I noticed his corpse stir at … Continue reading →

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Care home pros and cons (Rousse)

Posted on March 29, 2025 by Dreamaticus

The care home had its attractions. My favourite activity – for residents and visitors alike – was to leap with the others into a field of soft, waist-high, broad-bladed grass. However, the broken blue and white crockery in the galley … Continue reading →

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Riding a water envelope is more fun than house clearing and lecturing (Rousse)

Posted on March 7, 2025 by Dreamaticus

When we were recalled to my parents’ house to finish the clearing job, we admired the garden in the beautiful spring sunshine. Our progress was slow, especially because all the utilities had been disconnected. Even the simplest of tasks, such … Continue reading →

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