Tag Archives: parents

Daughter driven to drugs by parents’ divorce (Rousse)

Posted on February 14, 2015 by Dreamaticus

Perhaps it was inevitable that G’s daughter turned to drugs now that her parents were in the throes of a bitter divorce.

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Toothless tigers roam Glasgow park (Rousse)

Posted on February 1, 2015 by Dreamaticus

JM took my car keys and drove us both over to Glasgow. I asked whether he was insured to do this, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to take me to the park. The park was really beautiful. I … Continue reading →

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Flying ducks, a yellow Aga, and Nottingham University’s Nobel prize winners (Rousse)

Posted on January 10, 2015 by Dreamaticus

I was appalled at how my sister S had persuaded my parents to change the decor of their house. Flying ducks climbed the drawing room wall to the left of the fireplace, the dining room was hung with shop sale … Continue reading →

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A pensive lecturer (Rousse)

Posted on December 13, 2014 by Dreamaticus

A banner above the desk displayed the lecturer’s name: ‘Pensive Abbott, now known as KA’. ‘Nobody ever used “Pensive” when I was little’ KA explained. ‘”Penny” was so much nicer.’ We couldn’t understand why KA had a ‘former name’ at … Continue reading →

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Tibetan monks in icy ponds, packs of dogs on snowfields, and a wrong turn to the Blairgowrie 10k (Rousse)

Posted on November 8, 2014 by Dreamaticus

NP, DT, WB and I were all running in the Blairgowrie 10K. We were supported by TPR, JM, SF, my parents and C the cocker spaniel. We drove up the A9 in separate cars. I was in the back seat … Continue reading →

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Unwanted romantic advances, a “lost” suitcase, and death at the fun run (Rousse)

Posted on October 5, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I’d loved him for some time now, but his drunken advances, although flattering, were not welcome – especially in front of my parents. When he followed me upstairs to my hotel room I was suddenly overcome with a chill of … Continue reading →

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A pirate themed wedding (Rousse)

Posted on September 25, 2014 by Dreamaticus

The pirate themed wedding was a great success, although the groom confessed to me in private that he regretted missing the opportunity to show off his magic tricks. My parents enjoyed themselves immensely – even my poor father who was … Continue reading →

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Objections to the open house (Rousse)

Posted on September 18, 2014 by Dreamaticus

Every time that I visited the White House there was something else there to annoy me. This time I kept tripping up on the rickety metal stairs. I also disapproved of my parents’ open house policy, which meant that the … Continue reading →

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Digerati dismissal (Rousse)

Posted on September 6, 2014 by Dreamaticus

TPR drove me to the networking event as soon as I finished my baking. This one was even posher than the last, held in the river-side home of the regular sponsors. They had put on the most magnificent spread and … Continue reading →

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When daddy was a school girl (Rousse)

Posted on May 25, 2014 by Dreamaticus

Someone had discovered old video footage of our family and posted it to YouTube. There I was, fourteen years old, dressed in a raspberry cotton two piece peasant dress, arguing with my father. He then stood up and ran off … Continue reading →

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