Tag Archives: Stockton-on-Tees

Searching for stationery in Stockton-on-Tees (Rousse)

Posted on September 22, 2013 by Dreamaticus

What a joy it was to be back in Stockton-on-Tees searching for stationery! The high street had barely changed in 40 years. I loved the old-fashioned 1970s shop frontages. I hoped with all my heart that Dressers still be there … Continue reading →

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New CalMac service covers land and sea (Rousse)

Posted on June 12, 2013 by Dreamaticus

We caught the new CalMac service that travelled to the Outer Hebrides via Hexham. It was a very special boat that could cover both land and sea. I very much enjoyed riding along beside the dolphins, even though trying to … Continue reading →

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Chasing Rupert Grint in the dark (Rousse)

Posted on May 23, 2013 by Dreamaticus

My sister J and I walked along the middle of Darlington Road as far as the junction with Kenton Close. The houses were spaced out more widely than we remembered, in a landscape of lush green fields and rolling hills. … Continue reading →

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Stockton Sixth Form College students take to the skies and survive the flood (Rousse)

Posted on April 5, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Very few of the staff who taught me were still now working at the Stockton Sixth Form College. The only teacher that I recognised was Mr X, still sporting his distinctive comb-over. I found ECM queening it over everyone in … Continue reading →

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Rousse is late for school

Posted on March 5, 2013 by Dreamaticus

We were going to be late for school and JM was furious. He stormed into my bedroom at the White House to find out why it was taking me so long to get downstairs. I explained that I was just … Continue reading →

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Doctor doctor, where did the PhD graduate sign on? (Rousse)

Posted on February 1, 2013 by Dreamaticus

The good news was that I passed my second PhD. I proudly boasted that I had beaten VE to the title of “Doctor Doctor”. However, I still needed to find a job, and in the meantime decide whether I would … Continue reading →

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Amazing animal life at Ayers Rock (Rousse)

Posted on January 26, 2013 by Dreamaticus

“Ayers Rock next stop!” shouted the driver. The message was relayed from passenger to passenger along the length of the 224 bus until it reached our gang on the back seat of the single decker. Our leader JS doubted this … Continue reading →

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Greedy guts Rousse eats her way round Hartburn

Posted on November 1, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Hartburn had changed. The corner shop at the junction of Darlington Road and Hartburn Village that used to be a newsagent now sold electrical items, as did all the other small businesses located near to the Stockton Arms. Hartburn Village … Continue reading →

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Rousse’s new job

Posted on October 13, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I’d never before applied for an academic job where all short-listed candidates were interviewed together. The panel comprised two well-respected academics: the Pro-Vice-Chancellor of an English university, who – quite out of character – had turned bad cop for the … Continue reading →

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Rousse prepares breakfast

Posted on October 1, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I busied myself making bacon sandwiches in the upstairs kitchen of the White House.

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