Tag Archives: sleep

Commune cycle reunion of sorts (Rousse)

Posted on October 11, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I can’t say that it was the most comfortable of nights, but the setting for sleep in the open was beautiful, right next to a beautiful Scottish salmon river. TPR and I would have been better off lying down on … Continue reading →

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Jane Garvey acrobat commentary, bad taste in clothes, and slum living (Rousse)

Posted on September 11, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Even with Jane Garvey providing the commentary, the Chinese acrobatic performance was dull, dull, dull. Indeed, it was so tedious that I could feel myself drifting off to sleep in my seat. The looks that my neighbours cast my way … Continue reading →

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An exclusive relationship (Rousse)

Posted on July 31, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I was terribly excited that SL was in town and we were finally lined up to work on a research project together. On our first night we slept in the same bed. I was somewhat disappointed that MS came along … Continue reading →

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Belle’s bad night’s sleep and Rousse’s dental surprise (Rousse)

Posted on July 10, 2013 by Dreamaticus

“How did you sleep?” I asked Belle. “Not well at all” she replied. Unfortunately for her she had bedded down after the party in the room next to the staircase that led to my sister S’s bedroom. S and her … Continue reading →

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Sorting sleeping arrangements for house guests (Rousse)

Posted on June 4, 2013 by Dreamaticus

My parents had only been in the house for 12 months and already it was looking shabby. I almost tripped over the split lino as I ran upstairs to check who was sleeping where. If we weren’t careful, we would … Continue reading →

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BBC employee discovers drug den in Edinburgh’s Stockbridge (Rousse)

Posted on May 17, 2013 by Dreamaticus

My high-powered job on Radio 4 required regular trips to London for meetings. Because I needed to be up early the next morning to catch the 05:40 train, I had to consider my sleeping options carefully. The first possibility was … Continue reading →

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Changes in the marine environment to suit a red-haired mermaid (Rousse)

Posted on February 19, 2013 by Dreamaticus

We were coming to the end of an uneventful family holiday. On the morning of our last full day away I bounced out of the big shared family bed and asked my little sister (aged 12) whether she would like … Continue reading →

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Rousse hunts for food after a cold night in the research council committee car

Posted on September 21, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The venue for the research council meeting was a tiny battered car on Annandale Street. I was squashed in behind the front passenger’s seat listening to academics pontificating about anything but research. For example, one shared his obsession for staging … Continue reading →

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Unrequited love and a dangerous trip to Holy Island in a cast-iron Victorian clawfoot bath tub (Rousse)

Posted on September 8, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Somehow I kept adding to my list of lovesick middle-aged men. Each one ignored my very married state. They all independently believed that with a little persuasion my resistance would collapse and I would leave my husband. I lay in … Continue reading →

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Birthday Belle oversleeps

Posted on August 30, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Realising that I had been asleep for over 40 years, I decided to wake up. I was astonished to discover both of my parents at the foot of my bed. And to learn that it was my birthday.

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