Tag Archives: silver

Degree show treasure trove (Rousse)

Posted on April 30, 2022 by Dreamaticus

ECM placed a small grey suede pouch in my hand. I pulled open the drawstring and found inside beautiful carved bone petals and punched snowflakes, and dozens of items of jewellery crafted in silver, including rings, ear-rings, necklaces, brooches and … Continue reading →

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Volvo shame (Rousse)

Posted on March 4, 2020 by Dreamaticus

The silver Volvo was now our responsibility. TPR parked it haphazardly at the other end of our Edinburgh street, even though there were plenty of parking spaces right outside our flat. Was he ashamed of our vehicle, I wondered? I … Continue reading →

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Mick Jagger’s academic acid house assignation (Rousse)

Posted on February 14, 2020 by Dreamaticus

“Mick Jagger was there!” cried leading academic JS, as she secretly slipped a tiny oblong silver tab into my pocket. “And we missed him!” TPR and I chanted in reply. While TPR regretted that we had not stayed for the … Continue reading →

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A bigamous bride-to-be (Rousse)

Posted on June 18, 2019 by Dreamaticus

I was distraught when my husband TPR declared that he no longer loved me, and that I was to be ‘donated’ to a new fiancé – my ex brother-in-law NMcC. The pair of them tried to placate me with a … Continue reading →

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Motoring misdemeanours in a silver Volvo automatic (Rousse)

Posted on December 29, 2018 by Dreamaticus

When I awoke I found myself at the wheel of my mother’s silver Volvo automatic heading downhill at top speed along a high-hedged, narrow country lane. I bounced across the roundabout at the bottom, lost a wheel, and landed the … Continue reading →

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Unwelcome sister interference in matters of the heart (Rousse)

Posted on September 19, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I had my suspicions that sixth form sweethearts G and JB had called it a day on their long marriage. That GB was a single man at last was confirmed when JB mentioned her ‘new partner’ to me. I headed … Continue reading →

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How the other half (barely) lives (Rousse)

Posted on August 28, 2018 by Dreamaticus

When I was supposed to be at work I poked around my sister J’s vastly extended house in West Sussex. On the ground floor there was a luxurious self-contained holiday cottage that looked out onto a large rectangular pond destined … Continue reading →

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A graffiti grudge (Rousse)

Posted on March 31, 2018 by Dreamaticus

We knew that something was wrong as soon as we emerged from our bedroom and walked into the hall. Someone had broken into our flat and scrawled messages in silver ink on the carpet. In the kitchen similar graffiti covered … Continue reading →

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A wedding with Peter Capaldi, and a honeymoon with the Wombles (Rousse)

Posted on February 4, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Wedding guest Peter Capaldi amused himself at the reception by creating a flat white robot using 3D printing technology (discreetly under the dining table). After the celebrations the bride, TPR and I took the short flight to Paris. We landed … Continue reading →

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A tidy break-in (Rousse)

Posted on January 15, 2018 by Dreamaticus

While I wheeled the abandoned black bicycle along the path, SC expressed her concern that she would not find a hairdresser open in St Andrews on a Sunday. She was wrong. A couple of hours later her silver locks were … Continue reading →

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