Tag Archives: sports

Riding a water envelope is more fun than house clearing and lecturing (Rousse)

Posted on March 7, 2025 by Dreamaticus

When we were recalled to my parents’ house to finish the clearing job, we admired the garden in the beautiful spring sunshine. Our progress was slow, especially because all the utilities had been disconnected. Even the simplest of tasks, such … Continue reading →

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Holiday cottage plant thieves (Rousse)

Posted on June 3, 2019 by Dreamaticus

Given that they were about to start a holiday rental operation themselves, I was astonished when AH and CS lifted three or four pot plants from our cottage on changeover day. Even when I asked them to hand over the … Continue reading →

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Topless David Beckham’s River Tweed tattooist (Rousse)

Posted on January 21, 2019 by Dreamaticus

David Beckham’s tattooist lived with his family on the banks of the River Tweed. I discovered the artist’s identity the day that TPR drove us to the tiny riverside cottage in his new black sports car . I admired the … Continue reading →

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An unhappy return to Nantes (Rousse)

Posted on June 14, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Nantes was unrecognisable to me after my 33-year absence. I was also very nervous about returning to France barely able to speak French. It didn’t help that I had brought no French cash with me, and that the University sports … Continue reading →

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Inside a bottle of red wine in a wetsuit (Rousse)

Posted on November 14, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I broke into H and RJ’s house (while they were on holiday) and used the bathroom. I thought that I had got away with this until I saw their sports car coming up the drive. R was leaning out of … Continue reading →

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A shaman, a shopping trolley, and sisters’ satin dresses (Rousse)

Posted on January 3, 2017 by Dreamaticus

The camp site shaman forced everyone to hand over their belongings on arrival. We were meant to do the same. Somehow, however, I had managed to find a way of acquiring the goods of others. I took a blue tartan … Continue reading →

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What to do when you miss a charter flight, and fancy lace underwear (Rousse)

Posted on August 3, 2015 by Dreamaticus

TF came with us on a winter sports holiday package included both skiing and tandem riding. On the last day there was some confusion over access to the hotel. I was lucky enough to find my room (eventually) although its … Continue reading →

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Peeping Tom tries it on with naked runner (Rousse)

Posted on February 10, 2014 by Dreamaticus

The man leered at me from the doorway as I pulled the drawer open to look for a sports bra. “Nice body”, he murmured, stretching out his right hand to stroke my bare flesh. “Help! TPR!” I shrieked. My husband … Continue reading →

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Extreme watersports, a spot of ski-ing, and a very clean baby (Rousse)

Posted on December 27, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Our activity holiday comprised water sports with JC, then ski-ing with S and T. I was actually quite frightened when it came to swimming here. JC had already hurt herself when she slipped on the rocks at the loch side, … Continue reading →

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A Christmas cycling trip to Cornwall (Rousse)

Posted on December 21, 2013 by Dreamaticus

This was a big treat for my mother, who had never visited Cornwall before. After a long hunt for a space, we parked our sports car in a side street, almost crushing my old red cycling helmet into the kerb … Continue reading →

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