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Evan Davies interviews for ‘How bad was my week?’

Posted on March 19, 2019 by Dreamaticus

My sister S drove like a maniac along the Hebridean shoreline, skidding on seaweed and only narrowly avoiding the obstacles along the way – seals, children paddling, random tourists. From the back seat I screamed at her to slow down. … Continue reading →

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Why Belle woke up tired

Posted on October 1, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I had invented deep-fried cauliflower cheese balls. I couldn’t wait to eat them for lunch, but it had been a massive mistake wrapping them in a sheepskin rug to take them into the office. _______________________ Walking through a leafy square, … Continue reading →

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Sperm whale kills tourist on Uig Sands (Rousse)

Posted on July 30, 2018 by Dreamaticus

While I photographed the salmon under the bridge on Uig Sands, I believed that TPR was exploring the caves. I was interrupted by an almighty splash as a sperm whale fell from a great height into the river just behind … Continue reading →

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Abandoned in a fabulous Hebridean folk bar (Rousse)

Posted on April 21, 2018 by Dreamaticus

It no longer seemed such a shame that the doctor had banned me from cycling when we saw that the Isle of Lewis was covered in unseasonal snow. Instead we took one of the tourist coaches heading from the port … Continue reading →

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Jack Charlton shakes off fans in Cardiff (Rousse)

Posted on November 27, 2017 by Dreamaticus

When VE and I heard that Jack Charlton was at the reception in Cardiff we made it our business to track him down. He said that he remembered meeting her, and her teddy, on the train years earlier, but I … Continue reading →

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Quad on the Tyne – with David Tennant (Rousse)

Posted on July 25, 2017 by Dreamaticus

My mother took up observing the wildlife of East Lothian in the dead of night using infra-red technology. She invited us to join her one evening. David Tennant turned up to wave us off – my mother on a quadbike, … Continue reading →

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British tourist takes to walking on his hands on return from Australia trip (Rousse)

Posted on January 24, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I had taken on the teaching of modules in media and cultural studies. ‘So does that include responsibility for Neighbours?’ said RB. RB was prompted to ask this question because his father had just returned from Australia, but couldn’t get … Continue reading →

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Christmas cake complications (Rousse)

Posted on January 9, 2017 by Dreamaticus

It was meant to be a simple lunch at my parents’ house, but the complications began as soon as I invited the others to the table. First I noticed that my former colleague AT failed to turn up. Then the … Continue reading →

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Rwandan driver leads travellers a merry dance over the sand dunes of Holy Island with a horse (Rousse)

Posted on December 8, 2016 by Dreamaticus

After an enormous breakfast of smoked salmon and roast potatoes – some of which I had to put back in the fridge because I simply couldn’t manage it all – I caught the train south. My travelling companions were TPR, … Continue reading →

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Belle and the Bikers

Posted on September 26, 2016 by Dreamaticus

I had unwillingly become part of the Hairy Biker Tourist Team.  We were enjoying looking at great works of art in a sunlit cathedral, but kept getting interrupted by footage of the Hairy Bikers wearing mankinis on the beaches of … Continue reading →

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