Tag Archives: road

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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The complexities of catching a train from Carlisle (Rousse)

Posted on September 15, 2014 by Dreamaticus

After a long day chasing over the hills of Northumberland, it was time for us to head north again by train from Carlisle. The taxi that we booked to take us to the station arrived late so it was an … Continue reading →

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Flight food preparation: what you should know (Rousse)

Posted on August 6, 2014 by Dreamaticus

We set off down the motorway very early to ensure that we would beat the rush hour and make our flight from Gatwick in good time. Then, to shorten the journey time, TPR diverted onto the back roads that he … Continue reading →

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Nantes crocodiles, Chinese tourists, and taxi services (Rousse)

Posted on July 18, 2014 by Dreamaticus

When we walked out of Nantes railway station it all came back to me – especially the crocodiles that I used to pet in secret in the middle of the night when I sneaked into the zoo after hours. My … Continue reading →

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Standing stones stand-off: Exmoor versus Edinburgh (Rousse)

Posted on July 6, 2014 by Dreamaticus

The signs in the bog noted that the moorland belonged to AJ. Wasn’t she a friend of DT? This was perhaps why DT and KJ spent so much time on Exmoor? TPR drove the car over the rough ground so … Continue reading →

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The indignity of dining alone (Rousse)

Posted on June 18, 2014 by Dreamaticus

After the formal proceedings were concluded, MLH and LC headed off with my hosts for their dinner. “You can eat over there” they said, signalling a restaurant at the other side of the road. I crossed over and pushed open … Continue reading →

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Christmas plans 2014 (Rousse)

Posted on May 14, 2014 by Dreamaticus

It was Christmas Eve and all that I had bought for the next day’s celebrations was a frozen turkey. There wasn’t a single carrot or brussel sprout in the house. Tesco would be heaving, and I doubted that the little … Continue reading →

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Drugs and death at Tesco (Rousse)

Posted on April 26, 2014 by Dreamaticus

I needed drugs. TPR told me that we could buy them over the counter at the supermarket. I wasn’t too sure of this, but felt it was worth a try, so I followed him out of the door and along … Continue reading →

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A claustrophobic attempt to decipher a grass message (Rousse)

Posted on March 29, 2014 by Dreamaticus

A window on the landing of a stairwell on the south side of Edinburgh’s East Claremont Street would be the best vantage point for the message in the lawn of the Claremont Crescent garden. I crossed the road, pushed open … Continue reading →

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To Luskentyre by black bull (Rousse)

Posted on March 19, 2014 by Dreamaticus

It was a Sunday and I needed to reach Luskentyre. I travelled most of the way on the back of a black bull, only jumping off when the creature transformed into a roaring bear. When I arrived at the edge … Continue reading →

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