Tag Archives: red

A seaside discussion of the merits of the Marks and Spencer store card (Rousse)

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Dreamaticus

My long-dead red-lipsticked granny and I clung to the sea wall bracing ourselves for the next wave. Although the scene might have looked tropical with its smattering of palm trees along the shoreline, this was the north east coast of … Continue reading →

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Following the fairies (Rousse)

Posted on May 1, 2014 by Dreamaticus

The four beautiful sisters welcomed me into my family. I was very much enjoying my holiday with them until the afternoon when I got stuck on a cliff ledge above the swimming pool. Clinging to the red rock edge, I … Continue reading →

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Irresponsible pilot puts pensioner passenger at the controls of Switzerland-bound aircraft (Rousse)

Posted on April 6, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I got separated from my minder at the airport and ended up being bundled onto a tiny plane with seats for just eight passengers. A friendly-looking man sat down next to me. He hung his curly red hairpiece over the … Continue reading →

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Edinburgh’s worst driver causes yet another accident (Rousse)

Posted on February 13, 2014 by Dreamaticus

As Edinburgh’s worst driver, I was in trouble again. I drove through a red light at the junction of Lothian Road and Princes Street, taking out a pedestrian. While she lay injured and unconscious on the tarmac, someone else called … Continue reading →

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Advice from a pale cyclist (Rousse)

Posted on February 11, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I completed the last hundred metres of my morning run and turned the corner into our street. There I found SL with her back against our railings, and her hands clinging onto the handlebars of her red bike. “I think … Continue reading →

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A call for a highlands home (Rousse)

Posted on January 19, 2014 by Dreamaticus

Normally JG would be the last one to pack up the island house at the end of the season, but this year it was me. “You’ll need to have your cases ready by 13:00”, he instructed. I reached over to … Continue reading →

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Sharon the fine art vandal and a welcome Christmas gift (Rousse)

Posted on December 24, 2013 by Dreamaticus

As she moved the pictures around our flat, the woman with long dark hair complained to me that she hated her name. I suggested that if she really wanted to do so, she could change it from Sharon to something … Continue reading →

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The beach body (Rousse)

Posted on November 2, 2013 by Dreamaticus

When we first arrived at our exotic Caribbean holiday destination I identified the poolside as the spot where we would spend most of the week. However, we were soon drawn to the beach from where everyone watched the huge waves … Continue reading →

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An untidy wife and a dirty neighbour (Rousse)

Posted on October 5, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I chased TPR into the spare bedroom to see what he was up to. Why was he wearing the pale grey suit that he bought back in 1983? Whatever was he doing trying to squeeze his big feet into the … Continue reading →

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