Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 32
The next day they made a leisurely drive from the hotel, south to Wiltshire and the two cars didn’t get separated at all. They arrived on top of Wroughton Hill at around 13:00 and carried [more…]
Fiction
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Two, Chapter Eight
On Sunday morning Jinnie awoke at her normal time of just before seven the flat was quiet with none of the grunts and groans of last night so she assumed Carol and Jason were still [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 31
Jarvis met Ross Kemp in the foyer of the Assembly Rooms hotel in Norwich at 08:30 and he was invited to have breakfast with him. “It’s a ten-minute walk to the production company. Will you [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Two, Chapter Seven
On the drive home from the barracks, Jinnie realised that she was hungry. “It must be all the nervous energy I’ve expended,” she thought. Up ahead was a PizzaExpress, one of the few fast-food chains [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 30
Bartlett walked up the steep footpath to Glastonbury Tor and by the time he reached the top, he was breathing heavily. I’m getting too old for this, he concluded. The sun to the southeast cast [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Two, Episode Six
On Thursday the weather was still excellent, if anything it was a little warmer than the day before and once again Jinnie woke up just in time for the seven o’clock news. The media was [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 29
Part 3 – Redemption These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume” ― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet Jesus looked at him for [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Two, Chapter Five
It was one of those beautiful autumn days. The sun was flooding into Jinnie’s bedroom and the air coming through the open window was pleasantly warm. She listened to the radio for a while and [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 28
Jarvis pondered about where he was going to live, to hide, to escape. The Midlands? He thought of his mother who didn’t even know who he was and a brother who cared less. The Southwest [more…]