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A Captain Comes to Call
My name’s Wallace. Not the Wallace, a Wallace, or rather A. Wallace, Albert Wallace that is and… Let me start over. My name is Albert Wallace and I’m a driver for the RASS – the [more…]
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Bombs and Betrayal, Chapter Fourteen
“There are changes going on in the setup here, I have been offered a position on the books. It means for most of the time I would be behind a desk, this will leave a [more…]
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Postcard From Jerry, Part Two
Destination? Open ground halfway between the Oval and the Thames. Alert state? Heat wave – meteorological and political. The grass has given up pretending to be grass; dusty cardboard with the occasional flattened mat of [more…]
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Bombs and Betrayal, Chapter Thirteen
Sally was waiting for him when he came in, he dropped the backpack and hugged her. He felt her crying, trying to pull away, she wouldn’t let him go. When she eventually let her grip [more…]
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The Not So Secret Life of Jason Arday
Crashing through the undergrowth, Tommy gun blazing, Jason Arday claimed yet another bar for his Victoria Cross as the enemy fell like leaves before him. Or rather he didn’t, as, unlike the ‘real’ Walter Mitty [more…]
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Bombs and Betrayal, Chapter Twelve
Simon Pegson was dressed in grey prison clothing, he was around fifty, had once been fit, possibly a rugby player, but a lot of the muscle had now turned to fat. Jane stood away from [more…]
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Bombs and Betrayal, Chapter Eleven
Dave hailed a taxi when they were in Whitehall, “Flemings Hotel please.” They were greeted as they arrived, in the lounge they ordered afternoon tea. They said nothing until it had been served, Dave asked [more…]
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Bombs and Betrayal, Chapter Ten
When they had ordered the food and a bottle of wine, Jane asked how the meetings had gone today. “You probably know already, the meetings with the PM and the Home Secretary were both the [more…]
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Bombs and Betrayal, Chapter Nine
Sally looked at her phone when she heard knocking on the door, it was 10:45. She pulled a dressing gown on and went to see who it was. A smiling Jane Goodley was standing there, [more…]