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Social embarrassment of hotel lift claustrophobia with a 3-foot man (Rousse)

Posted on July 29, 2020 by Dreamaticus

While BD entertained his colleagues at the conference by prancing around in a pair of pink gift-tie ‘ear-rings’, I sought the stairs to return to my hotel room to pack. The only set of stairs that I could find comprised … Continue reading →

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Suicide bomber attack (Rousse)

Posted on May 1, 2020 by Dreamaticus

JM and I were the target of terrorists. We suspected that a suicide bomber would enter the building to blow it up from the inside. We rushed to grab all our belongings (why had I brought so many grey jumpers … Continue reading →

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Scaling walls on the Holy Island of Lindisfarne (Rousse)

Posted on November 22, 2016 by Dreamaticus

There was no room for a staircase when the house on Holy Island was first built. Portable suction pads were provided to the residents so that they could scale the walls to reach the upper floors. My elderly mother was … Continue reading →

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Wooden man wouldn’t stop (Belle)

Posted on October 11, 2016 by Dreamaticus

A new trendy all-night members’ club had opened around the corner in Deptford. I went to view the facilities. Although I was only a guest, this didn’t stop me from shouting very loudly at a drunken, noisy woman. I put … Continue reading →

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Forgetting the neighbours (Rousse)

Posted on December 29, 2015 by Dreamaticus

We were really pleased to be the new next door neighbours of T and S in a house that had stairs. We could now be keyholders for one another. The only problem was that we couldn’t remember anybody’s name. So … Continue reading →

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Objections to the open house (Rousse)

Posted on September 18, 2014 by Dreamaticus

Every time that I visited the White House there was something else there to annoy me. This time I kept tripping up on the rickety metal stairs. I also disapproved of my parents’ open house policy, which meant that the … Continue reading →

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Happy times at the Manor House (Rousse)

Posted on July 20, 2014 by Dreamaticus

TPR and I lived in two modest suites at the University’s of Birmingham’s Manor House. In the summer months we had the run of the building, but when term started in September we were more restricted. For example, it was … Continue reading →

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Fugitive leaves stairless London office to join Texan start-up (Rousse)

Posted on June 26, 2014 by Dreamaticus

We didn’t know why they had removed the staircase. Without it, the London office was very difficult to navigate. As best we could, P and I hunted for A. However, he seeemed to have disappeared. We later learnt that A … Continue reading →

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Victim takes refuge in medieval tower as gunman runs amok on university campus (Rousse)

Posted on June 10, 2014 by Dreamaticus

XY deliberately failed to acknowledge me at the start of his presentation. It was obvious that the had audience members noticed this. To lighten the mood, I said jokingly “What about me?” My colleagues found this hilarious. Unfortunately the speaker … 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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