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Unwelcome distraction at the British Library (Rousse)

Posted on April 19, 2012 by Dreamaticus

It was a huge commitment to travel from Edinburgh to London by train every Saturday to study medieval manuscripts in the British Library. This is why I objected so much to the shopping concession in the Humanities Reading Room and … Continue reading →

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Bonding with Radcliffe and Maconie over the Farmer’s Boys and the BBC (Rousse)

Posted on April 1, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Mark Radcliffe and Stuart Maconie enjoyed the Fringe so much that they decided to stay on in Edinburgh, at least until Christmas. By now I was their best friend and had persuaded them to help run my seminars. The students … Continue reading →

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1980s innovations in publishing: the musical academic journal (Rousse)

Posted on March 1, 2012 by Dreamaticus

GMcM and I were browsing through old copies of the Journal of Information Science. Back in 1989 the fonts were enormous. What surprised us most of all, however, was that each issue was musical, just like a novelty greeting card.

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Bad behaviour and an F1 fireball kill conversation (Rousse)

Posted on December 10, 2011 by Dreamaticus

The conference launch event was a Victorian-Edwardian music hall concert in the style of BBC’s Good old days show. I thought this a bit OTT for a librarians’ conference, but this was the US, and it did make a change … Continue reading →

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A lack of stemware, a missing husband, and a woman obsessed with Wham! (Rousse)

Posted on November 6, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I was so proud that I was able to host the conference at my parents’ house, especially when the delegates demonstrated their appreciation of the venue by taking photos of the grand rooms and the huge ornate staircase. However, the … Continue reading →

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Walking in Glencoe bereft of map and boots, but with Take That (Rousse)

Posted on October 16, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I was the reluctant leader of a small running club expedition to Glencoe. Unqualified for the role, I was making a complete mess of it. First, we arrived far too late in the afternoon to tackle any of the interesting … Continue reading →

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Streisand marries Nolte – and Palin! (Belle)

Posted on October 4, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I was awake all night. How fortunate then that a television set had mysteriously appeared at the foot of the bed. I was able to watch two full feature films. In the first, Barbra Streisand was married to Nick Nolte. … Continue reading →

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Desert island discs and Rousse’s knickers

Posted on August 22, 2011 by Dreamaticus

1000 tracks had been assembled in response to my idea for a student Desert Island Discs evening. AJ’s pal Richard did most of the work, seeing this as an opportunity for raising his profile in readiness for an application for … Continue reading →

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A glimpse of summer and fears of infection (Rousse)

Posted on June 27, 2011 by Dreamaticus

ET-S and I couldn’t believe our luck when we wandered down to the shore and discovered soft golden sand, gentle waves, and water the temperature of a warm bath. I dived straight in still wearing my clothes before everything returned … Continue reading →

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All men wear bras (Belle)

Posted on January 31, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I made another one of my public proclamations to an unspecified audience. “The one thing that all the men in this country have in common is that they want to own – and WEAR – a bra.” In order to … Continue reading →

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