Tag Archives: phone

Breaking bad in Edinburgh (Rousse)

Posted on May 25, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I finally gave into Jesse Pinkman’s pleading, picked up the silver automatic Volvo at Picardy Place, and accepted the stolen mobile phone. We would cook with Badger in an empty house off Pilrig Street. For the time being it was … Continue reading →

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A missed meeting in Smeaton (Rousse)

Posted on May 5, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I remembered that I had agreed to catch up with LM at 4:30pm, but I had forgotten to check the venue of our meeting. I was shocked when I saw in her Facebook message that we were to meet in … Continue reading →

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Cancer patient makes an early, and ill-advised, return to work (Rousse)

Posted on April 7, 2018 by Dreamaticus

LM was shocked to see me in the corridor on campus. ‘Whatever are you doing here?’ she shouted. ‘You’ve got cancer. Go back home to your sickbay!’ My own opinion was that I was fit to work. Then I tried … Continue reading →

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A secret non-affair (Rousse)

Posted on February 2, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Once again I had sneaked up the stairs to PL’s tiny garret flat and climbed into bed with him. Nothing much ever happened on these visits. Even so, we kept them secret. Then I looked out of the window. In … Continue reading →

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A busy seaside highland hotel (Rousse)

Posted on January 28, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I hoped that all this cycling was helping me to lose weight. I’d seen a shocking video of myself in a mustard yellow shift dress over black leggings and did not the idea that kindly people had taken to describing … Continue reading →

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Lost in London and Paris (Rousse)

Posted on December 18, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I was lost in London, late for a 10:00 meeting at the Chartered Institute of Library and Information Professionals, without my mobile phone – indeed without even cash to use a public telephone. Then, to make matters worse, I realised … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Île de la Cité, cash. Public, Chartered Institute of Library and Information Professionals, CILIP, clue, London, lost, mobile, Notre Dame, Paris, phone, telephone | Leave a comment

Jo Jo the poison pen email writer pushes stressed academic over the edge (Rousse)

Posted on December 8, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I was in the habit of commuting by train to the headquarters of the Chartered Institute of Library and Information Professionals in London. There I worked in the basement on an unending series of grant applications. From time to time … Continue reading →

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Violence on the buses (Rousse)

Posted on November 6, 2017 by Dreamaticus

ECM and I were travelling south along the east coast train line. I was heading to a conference in Kent, and she was accompanying me part of the way. It was only when ECM left the train that I realised … Continue reading →

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Suicide program (Rousse)

Posted on July 8, 2017 by Dreamaticus

TPR was in bits. He told me over the phone that the program no longer worked and – because of this – his colleague had committed suicide.

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Making a doctor’s appointment in 1989 (Rousse)

Posted on May 29, 2017 by Dreamaticus

The world had reverted back to 1989. I needed a doctor’s appointment for the diagnosis of my left eye, which was now completely red, including the iris. The man at reception suggested that I pay £50 for an evening consultation … Continue reading →

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