Tag Archives: women

Herman’s hermits’ secret identity (Rousse)

Posted on September 26, 2013 by Dreamaticus

When I mentioned that I was a toddler fan of Herman and the Hermits, the American drag queen with the shock of orange hair could barely contain his/her excitement. “I wanted to marry Peter Noone when I was three” I … Continue reading →

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Desperate nuns resort to kidnap to drive up convent recruitment figures (Rousse)

Posted on August 16, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I always hated the return to work after my holiday, but what made this worse was that the campus had been moved from Corstorphine in Edinburgh to Perry Barr in Birmingham, and there was nobody there other than me. I … Continue reading →

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Muddy bush women prove excellent runners (Rousse)

Posted on February 25, 2013 by Dreamaticus

I was doing well, hill training with LM and SS in the woods. On the way back up through the trees I bounded past the pair of them with hardly a need to draw breath. My athletic achievement was soon … Continue reading →

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BCS rejects name badge recycling (Rousse)

Posted on August 8, 2012 by Dreamaticus

It was another argument about badges that got me into trouble again. It was agreed that it would be useful for everyone to wear badges at the new series of evening networking sessions set up by the British Computer Society … Continue reading →

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Bodies in the boot (Rousse)

Posted on April 23, 2012 by Dreamaticus

It was a terrible end to our holiday. When we parked at the airport I noticed that the boot of the car was already open. Surely we’d shut it properly when we set off from the hotel? Once we got … Continue reading →

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A pony, plastic surgery, and a visit to the mosque (Rousse)

Posted on March 5, 2012 by Dreamaticus

JW looked down on me from her vantage point atop a pretty white pony and launched into a speech on wrinkles and plastic surgery. I wondered if she was trying to tell me something? Perhaps she’d tried botox and was … Continue reading →

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Charles Dickens’ wife ponders the impracticalities of the Victorian sex scene (Rousse)

Posted on February 3, 2012 by Dreamaticus

By now I had completely lost track of the characters in this Victorian melodrama. I was mixing up the real lives of the actors with those of the people that they portrayed. As Charles Dickens’ wife you’d think that I’d … Continue reading →

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Makeup tips for women over 40 (Rousse)

Posted on December 30, 2011 by Dreamaticus

Belle and I happened to be staying at the same conference hotel. I was so excited to see her, keen to take advantage of a rare opportunity to snatch five minutes together alone. I congratulated Belle on her recent Dreamaticus … Continue reading →

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Babies, text mining and Any Questions (Rousse)

Posted on December 2, 2011 by Dreamaticus

All the middle-aged married women at the conference looked so much bigger than they did this time last year. Puzzled at first, I eventually worked out that all of them were either about to give birth, or had recently welcomed … Continue reading →

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Pre-school reading opportunities boost life prospects: a three year old’s perspective (Rousse)

Posted on October 19, 2011 by Dreamaticus

If ever there was a need for evidence of the catastrophic effect of public library cuts, it was here. The place was marshalled by rough-looking women in navy blue overalls, without a qualified librarian in sight. They were more interested … Continue reading →

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