Tag Archives: Orange

From St Albans to south London by ancient orange Volvo estate (Rousse)

Posted on June 28, 2015 by Dreamaticus

How we came to be in St Albans, I had no idea, but it was still great to bump into JB and GB there. They had also booked their anniversary meal at the same restaurant as us. Indeed, it looked … Continue reading →

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A new recruit to the House of Orange-Nassau

Posted on May 15, 2015 by Dreamaticus

All plans for the Easter vacation were switched when first year undergraduate A announced that she had accepted a marriage proposal from the King of the Netherlands. The wedding was scheduled for the following week. ‘Goodness’ I mentioned to A’s … Continue reading →

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Cooking with toddlers (Rousse)

Posted on February 11, 2015 by Dreamaticus

It was a mistake to allow toddler N, who I had only ‘met’ online before, to use the blender to make soup. The orange gunge went everywhere.

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Homeless bed down in library lift (Rousse)

Posted on February 6, 2015 by Dreamaticus

I thought that I would help BP out by collecting his finished job from the Print Room and taking it up to the meeting. The problem was that I was unfamiliar with the lift system on campus. I couldn’t work … Continue reading →

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Animal magic in the Edinburgh New Town (Rousse)

Posted on January 29, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I rushed back into the study with my camera to photograph the orange toucans perched in the tree at the window. Two minutes earlier had been beside myself with excitement when I learnt that members of this exotic species had … Continue reading →

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Couple helpless as Royal Bank of Scotland head office goes up in flames (Rousse)

Posted on January 21, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I was sitting on the concrete floor at Waverley Station, leaning against a plate glass window, when X approached me. “What are you doing here?” I demanded to know. “Shouldn’t you be at a conference in Norfolk?” X lifted me … Continue reading →

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Why Diet Coke is bad for you (Rousse)

Posted on October 24, 2013 by Dreamaticus

EH and I plus a couple of others joined the queue at the canteen. My choice of dinner plate was obvious: not the plain white china, nor the bright orange-glazed rough pottery, but the Highland Stoneware Celadon rock pool dish. … Continue reading →

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Brad Pitt tattoos his forehead in latest celebrity revelation (Rousse)

Posted on October 5, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Brad Pitt sat at the end of my bed at the Balmoral Hotel, Edinburgh. In such close proximity to the famous movie star, I could see that his face was covered in tiny freckles. These comprised a mixture of miniscule … Continue reading →

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Herman’s hermits’ secret identity (Rousse)

Posted on September 26, 2013 by Dreamaticus

When I mentioned that I was a toddler fan of Herman and the Hermits, the American drag queen with the shock of orange hair could barely contain his/her excitement. “I wanted to marry Peter Noone when I was three” I … Continue reading →

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New Zealand miracle hair regrowth (Rousse)

Posted on July 25, 2013 by Dreamaticus

While TPR tried on a pair of pink and orange flip-flops, the rest of us admired my cousin S’s red pigtails. How astonishing that S’s hair grew back the moment that he and fiancée L opened up a shoe shop … Continue reading →

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