Tag Archives: mother

Dancing bear imposter (Rousse)

Posted on October 15, 2011 by Dreamaticus

The famous dancing bear lived in a plush apartment on the eight floor of a brand new tower block, above a branch of Boots the Chemist. I knew this because he belonged to my friends J and GC. I almost … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged 1970s, act, animal, apartment, arm, audience, bear, beg, begging, black and white, boots, Boots the Chemist, bowl, chemist, dance, dancing, dog, famous, flat, friend, leg, legs, mother, number, phone, photo, photograph, teenage, teenager, telephone, video | 1 Comment

Rousse offers advice on Gaelic, Java and T shirt printing

Posted on October 11, 2011 by Dreamaticus

Everyone was seeking my advice on their artistic endeavours. First my boss asked my opinion of her latest magazine column. I had absolutely nothing to say about the content. It was composed in Gaelic and I couldn’t understand a word … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged column, Gaelic, hen night, hen weekend, Hotmail, Java, legible, magazine, mother, students, T shirts, typeface, URL | Leave a comment

Time-travelling aunt fulfils her duties as a godparent (Rousse)

Posted on September 12, 2011 by Dreamaticus

The children’s names were listed in sibling groups on a whiteboard. The mothers referred to the list as they discussed godparents and presents. Although he was male and based in the Republic of Ireland (where this scheme did not operate), … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged child, children, Cumbria, dreadlocks, duties, duty, dye, godmother, godparent, hair, kid, kids, meeting, mother, nephew, niece, rail, Republic of Ireland, school, sibling, siblings, swearing, time travel, train, west coast, whiteboard | Leave a comment

Rousse pays homage to shark-wrestling Finnish immigrant

Posted on July 22, 2011 by Dreamaticus

It was a bad day: I lost my shoes (black patent leather Mary Janes), mislaid my headphones, and couldn’t face a bare-footed music-less walk home. To my rescue came Professor JM. She offered me a lift down the A1 with … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged A1, car, driving, Finnish, fishing, fossil, fossilised, headphones, immigrant, mother, shark, shoes, village | Leave a comment

A mention of Morrissey and Rousse recruits (another) Facebook stalker

Posted on July 16, 2011 by Dreamaticus

Newly-wed SL (was SJ) sang the praises of my husband to an audience that included her mother and me. I budged uncomfortably in my seat, taking care not to ram it into the table behind me. I’d already been told … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged bride, Facebook, fitness, Jew, Morrissey, mother, neo-Nazi, newly-wed, park, rounders, Smiths, stalker, the Smiths, TPR | Leave a comment

Dead grandmother finances tricky train travel (Rousse)

Posted on April 12, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I’d over-stretched myself with a busy morning of cycling to the Welsh border combined with talking to strangers along the route, and now it was time to head home to Newcastle. It was only when my family gathered at Waverley … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged box, Carlisle, cartoon, cycling, Edinburgh, flat, grand-daughter, grandmother, lost, mother, Newcastle, purse, sister, station master, step-sister, train, trains, Wales, Waverley | Leave a comment

From Joan Armatrading discussions in Windermere to abandoned babies (Rousse)

Posted on March 13, 2011 by Dreamaticus

Funny fragments: Travelling in the back of the car along the shores of Lake Windermere listening to the two butch women in the front arguing about Joan Armatrading, and working out how to persuade them to get back onto the … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged adoption, babies, car, driving, Eaglescliffe, Edinburgh, father, Hartburn, Joan Armatrading, Lake District, Lake Windermere, M6, mother, sister, Teesside High School | Leave a comment

Tsunami hits north west England (Rousse)

Posted on February 14, 2011 by Dreamaticus

All the EdCM girls were billed to speak at the Manchester conference, so I was really looking forward to it. However, by the time I reached my destination Manchester had transformed into the Liverpool docks (pre-investment), the conference was no … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged ancestors, conference, docks, East Lothian, EdCM, hotel, kiss, Liverpool, Manchester, mother, PhD, PhD students, Preston, prostitute, river, students, TPR, tsunami, vigilante | 2 Comments

Rousse battles unconvention at a funeral, naked on the train, and with her man

Posted on January 31, 2011 by Dreamaticus

It was a tragedy. Cousin R caught a cold on the golf course and promptly dropped dead. Now everyone was gathered for his less than conventional funeral. This included not only a scruffy, elderly bride in a dirty mauve dress … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged bath, bride, chapel, coffin, commercial, cousin, date, dead, dress, drug addict, drugs, Edinburgh, father, funeral, Golf, homeless, information service, librarian, mother, mourner, naked, order of service, pale, pew, rap band, sister, train | 2 Comments

Rousse’s conference humiliation

Posted on January 18, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I should have known not to ask Belle how she was. The stress of conference planning was all too evident in her manic facial expressions. Now I’d given her full rein to reel off an unnecessarily detailed response about the … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Belle, cigarette, conference, keynote, librarian, mother, Norwegians, perfume, Wikipedia | Leave a comment