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Rousse forgets to dress

Posted on August 9, 2012 by Dreamaticus

For a change I turned left as I passed through the gate, climbed the hill, and headed out along the coast road. Just outside the hotel gates a rather rough wedding party was gathered. The poor podgy bridesmaid wore a … Continue reading →

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JK Rowling bakes a mean meringue (Rousse)

Posted on August 1, 2012 by Dreamaticus

This is the tale of the day that JK Rowling and I finally secured our friendship. It didn’t start well… BR scolded me. He couldn’t understand why I thought it acceptable to walk the length of the railway line completely … Continue reading →

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Stocking-masked criminal and canine sidekick despatched into the night (Rousse)

Posted on May 9, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My family members were still scattered around the house, lounging about and chatting, and ignoring my instructions to put on their coats and shoes in readiness for the trip out to the Edinburgh Fringe to see the Scottish Falsetto Sock … Continue reading →

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Graeme Garden’s elasticated stockings and a railway car chase (Rousse)

Posted on September 20, 2011 by Dreamaticus

Graeme Garden sat opposite me in the waiting area at BBC Radio 4 reception. He was my host for the day. On the basis of my impressive track record of developing panel games, I’d been summoned to help create three … Continue reading →

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Rousse searches underground Theseus-style

Posted on June 18, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I ran along Market Street past grand Georgian houses in pursuit of VE. When she ducked into Oxford Circus tube station I lost sight of her.  As I pondered what to do next, an old man and a blind woman … Continue reading →

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London university appoints controversial vice chancellor, conference acrobatics, and a flood (Rousse)

Posted on June 8, 2011 by Dreamaticus

Emerging from my slumbers to a soundtrack of the Radio 4 Today programme I was very surprised to hear mention of an external colleague’s name. The big news was that DW had been appointed vice chancellor of one of the … Continue reading →

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Men with guns in shopping mall (Rousse)

Posted on April 20, 2011 by Dreamaticus

If ever there was a case not to judge on appearances, my new sister-in-law fitted the bill. Completely bald, and with a preference for going naked in public, at 12 months old she was a baby with a difference. She … Continue reading →

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Royal Botanic bathing (Rousse)

Posted on February 8, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I took to spending my Sunday mornings at the Royal Botanics Gardens, Edinburgh. This was not because I was particularly fond of the plants. In fact, the gardens themselves were a bit of a mess. I noticed that some people … Continue reading →

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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 →

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Swimming or drowning? (Belle)

Posted on January 9, 2011 by Dreamaticus

My time in the pool was being ruined by a group of men being competitive. Those who weren’t engaged in the race were hanging on to the sides screaming encouragement at the competitors. As I hung to the side I … Continue reading →

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