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Killer whales but no camera on powerboat trip to the islands (Rousse)

Posted on October 2, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I boarded the ferry dressed only in a thin sheet, having been forced to leave all my belongings – including my clothes and glasses – with our hosts at the the shoreline. The ride across the inlet was short and … Continue reading →

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Reuniting teddy bears at the White House (Rousse)

Posted on July 7, 2018 by Dreamaticus

My efforts were paying off: after hours of wading my way through mountains of junk, at the White House (Hartburn) I managed to group families of teddy bears that had been separated for years. In most cases they comprised threesomes, … Continue reading →

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Bride misses men in cashmere suits (Rousse)

Posted on June 20, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Even though it was my wedding, my mother would not allow me to go running with my sisters. Instead I was sent to my father to be chastised for not attending the cashmere suit fashion show after the wedding ceremony. … Continue reading →

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To the reunion by pram (Rousse)

Posted on June 6, 2018 by Dreamaticus

My sisters brought my mother to the Manor House reunion, wrapped up in a blanket, in a baby’s pram.

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Over body-confidence, laundry robbers, the Northumbrian pipes, and a man in white bow ties (Rousse)

Posted on May 23, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Early one morning, before the shops opened, my sister S, my mother and I ran along the Ullapool esplanade. At the far end we stepped on the scales. My sister weighed in at 11 stone five, over two stone heavier … Continue reading →

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Human horse travels uncomfortably across the Atlantic (Rousse)

Posted on April 26, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Normally a seat in the second row on a transatlantic flight would mean plenty of leg room – perhaps even a bed – but not on this service. I was sitting directly behind a mother and a baby, both of … Continue reading →

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Son learns of surrogate half-sister through father’s ex-girlfriend mother of the baby (Rousse)

Posted on April 21, 2018 by Dreamaticus

My godson James was the son of my ex-boyfriend. He hardly saw me in his childhood, but now a young adult he was keen to befriend me to learn more about the early life of his father. This posed difficulties. … Continue reading →

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Decluttering by the book (Rousse)

Posted on February 28, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I couldn’t believe it. I caught my mother reading a book about decluttering!

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Busty buck-toothed singer charms folk festival audience (Rousse)

Posted on February 28, 2018 by Dreamaticus

KT left her seat and took to the stage. Then the rest of the choir pushed out through the door to the right of me, poured down the main aisle and climbed the steps to line up behind the star … Continue reading →

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Back to the old house for BBC Radio 4’s Any Questions? (Rousse)

Posted on February 15, 2018 by Dreamaticus

The venue for this week’s BBC Radio 4 Any questions was Stockton-on-Tees or – more precisely – the childhood bedroom that I shared with my sisters at the White House, Hartburn. The room had been cleared of bedroom furniture to … Continue reading →

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