Tag Archives: sitting

A burglar’s furniture fetish (Rousse)

Posted on July 14, 2024 by Dreamaticus

Every time that I walked into the sitting room, the two sofas were arranged in a different way from before: both pushed against the window; one upside down, one upright; one next to the radiator the right way up, the … Continue reading →

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An inconvenient house in the Highlands, with stunning medieval hall (Rousse)

Posted on March 24, 2024 by Dreamaticus

Why did we ever buy this inconvenient house in the Highlands? The only advantage of living here was that you could leave your front door unlocked without any risk of burglary. The layout of the building was ridiculous. You walked … Continue reading →

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A return to a simpler time of four TV channels (Rousse)

Posted on June 24, 2023 by Dreamaticus

Principally so that my mother could operate the television, but also to make her feel more at home, TPR switched all our sitting room furniture for mid-century items that he had kept in storage since his grandparents had died. He … Continue reading →

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Falling for the charms of a lady lady killer (Rousse)

Posted on October 31, 2016 by Dreamaticus

I agreed to take a photo of the huge group of people who had gate-crashed our party for their own celebrations. If only they could gather everyone together in the same room at the same time, this would be possible. … Continue reading →

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Naked housework, phone swapping, and Doctor Who accessories (Rousse)

Posted on August 15, 2016 by Dreamaticus

Naked, I tidied up my London flat. I moved slices of white bread from the first floor sitting room windowsill to the kitchen where they belonged. When I returned downstairs a fat woman brandishing a gun confronted me in the … Continue reading →

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Pink-faced Plug lookalike embarks on a spring clean (Rousse)

Posted on December 31, 2015 by Dreamaticus

There was room for about a dozen of us in BW-H’s massive new house. Most of us had our own rooms. Those who did not were comfortable enough, including B’s friend John who slept on a sofa bed on the … Continue reading →

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Late night drinking buddies ordered to their beds (Rousse)

Posted on December 29, 2015 by Dreamaticus

I woke at 3:30am to find that TPR was not in the bed next to me. I found him in the sitting room, cradling a bottle of whisky, talking to a running pal of old. (This man was somewhat larger … Continue reading →

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Canadian island adventure (Rousse)

Posted on November 28, 2015 by Dreamaticus

We had to get off this doomed Canadian island. We’d already caused offence by taking over the sitting room of a family at prayer, and now the island itself was starting to sink. Our only hope was rescue by a … Continue reading →

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Three pretty blondes and a dozen black birds (Rousse)

Posted on August 13, 2015 by Dreamaticus

BC hosted the party in her tiny house. I’d never seen a kitchen so small, nor tried to cook in one. The sitting room was a bit bigger, and in there we had fun lining BC up on her sofa … Continue reading →

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Bath time surprise (Rousse)

Posted on July 6, 2015 by Dreamaticus

I left TPR tidying up the tiny downstairs study and ran upstairs to check on the water. Just through the door I saw XX lower his bulk into the bath. ‘That’s strange’, I thought, ‘Wasn’t he fast asleep on the … Continue reading →

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