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Secrets of an Edinburgh book group (Rousse)

Posted on February 7, 2018 by Dreamaticus

TTX was asking me all sorts of questions about book groups as we crossed over London Road between Meadowbank Stadium and Jock’s Lodge. I couldn’t tell whether she was sneering at the concept, or hinting that she would like to … Continue reading →

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Cupid strikes in Canterbury (Rousse)

Posted on February 3, 2018 by Dreamaticus

I was reminded of the love-infused speed of ST when I watched a clean-shaven CSX race up the road to greet me and TPR. As soon as he reached us, CSX burst into tears. This was embarrassing. I shooed TPR … Continue reading →

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Boobs at breakfast and John Humphrys at the Job Centre (Rousse)

Posted on January 5, 2018 by Dreamaticus

Although I was first in the queue at the Job Centre, I had to wait an age to be seen because John Humphrys was ahead of me, interviewing the woman behind the desk. I wondered whether it was worth waiting. … Continue reading →

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Jo Jo the poison pen email writer pushes stressed academic over the edge (Rousse)

Posted on December 8, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I was in the habit of commuting by train to the headquarters of the Chartered Institute of Library and Information Professionals in London. There I worked in the basement on an unending series of grant applications. From time to time … Continue reading →

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The female predator snares a new victim (Rousse)

Posted on November 29, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I could tell KMXX’s mission when I saw her working her way along the line of men. Most of them understood it too, and were not interested. However, the man in the queue in front of me was instantly smitten. … Continue reading →

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Bicycle thief Mr Almond’s attack (Rousse)

Posted on November 18, 2017 by Dreamaticus

Every time that we returned to our house there was further evidence of attempted break-ins. We knew that it was only a matter of time before we would come home to a crime scene. The day finally arrived when we … Continue reading →

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Paris waves freeze on last day of finals (Rousse)

Posted on June 20, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I took my last final exam on the day that the Paris waves froze. My entire cohort was gathered there in summer dresses – even DM, slim and beautiful in red, yellow and blue. I had done no revision at … Continue reading →

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What it is to be a woman (Rousse)

Posted on May 28, 2017 by Dreamaticus

TPR emerged from the booth with a grim look on his face. ‘I now understand what it is to be a woman’, he announced. I couldn’t wait to climb into the booth myself and discover why to be a man … Continue reading →

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Fare dodger prefers Settlers of Catan to Game of Thrones (Rousse)

Posted on April 19, 2017 by Dreamaticus

I wanted more time with KR and JG so I jumped on the train that was taking them from the west coast of the US to the east. Not long into the journey I realised my mistake. I didn’t have … Continue reading →

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Mystery woman at book group shows off season’s best selling grey woollen outfit from Next (Rousse)

Posted on April 10, 2017 by Dreamaticus

Poor SC. We all turned up at her house for our monthly meeting, but none of us had bothered to read the prescribed text. I was rather puzzled because I recognised the book title and its jacket, yet I had … Continue reading →

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