Tag Archives: party

Top wedding style and a most unusual gift (Rousse)

Posted on May 19, 2012 by Dreamaticus

My parents laid on the party at the White House as a combined hen and stag night for SB and fiancé AG. The date was chosen to take advantage of the ceilidh on the beach, a short walk along the … Continue reading →

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England manager hosts the party of the year (Rousse)

Posted on May 7, 2012 by Dreamaticus

IS and I had been invited to the party of the year – a school reunion hosted by an England football manager at his mansion. We arrived early in order to secure the best accommodation for the night, and were … 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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Hall of residence handicrafts at the University of Birmingham (Rousse)

Posted on March 22, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Nobody needed any persuasion to take to the floor at the Manor House reunion disco. With the first beat of the first record it was filled with enthusiastic dancers. I mentioned to TPR that we should list all these popular … Continue reading →

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Stationery heaven and an unpaid debt (Rousse)

Posted on March 9, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Normally we would have flown down to London to catch the onward flight from Heathrow. However, because we were keen to go to MS’s party on Saturday evening, we were obliged to drive down afterwards overnight. It was such a … Continue reading →

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An ex-boyfriend and an X-rated party (Belle)

Posted on December 31, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I attended a business meeting with my heartbreaking ex. While I was on top form, shining with good health and happiness, he was a shadow of his former self. Delighted, I managed to convince him he should escort me to … Continue reading →

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Partying at the castle and tales of Blondie (Rousse)

Posted on December 19, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I returned to the castle at lunch-time after a whole morning’s work. From the ramparts it looked like nobody was at home. Then RA poked her head out of a tower window, asked me what time it was, and complained … Continue reading →

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Housework versus helicopter trip? A courtier of Charles II helps Rousse decide

Posted on November 27, 2011 by Dreamaticus

While TPR enjoyed an early morning run, I promised to stay at home to clear up the chaos of our flat following the previous night’s party. However, I was interrupted before I’d even started. A courtier of Charles II dressed … Continue reading →

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How to get to Paris by car (Rousse)

Posted on November 26, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I dyed my hair dark grey for KM’s parents’ golden wedding anniversary party. From a distance it looked like my head was armoured in a heavy steel helmet. Regretting my mistake, I couldn’t decide whether I should wait for this … Continue reading →

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Bear attacks party-goer (Rousse)

Posted on November 23, 2011 by Dreamaticus

I counted myself extremely lucky to have secured a place at the Christmas party with my London colleagues. The animated mix of nationalities and races at our table ate, drank, talked and partied until 05:45. We only took one break. … Continue reading →

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